I lay on the floor of my room You play my guitar Whispering the chords above me Because you don't remember what they are And we haven't had sex We haven't even kissed You graze my neck with your glare Are we gonna talk about it or will I let you stare Like I don't want it This is crazily The best it's ever been This is crazily The best way to make me want it You got me You got me