It's getting late. I know that you're in your bed. And as much as I would like to join you, I'll be staying home instead. If only for a token display, I would like to keep my conscience clean. But am I righteous as I say? My glasses crack when you're around. My alter ego gets in the way. Don't want to look through broken eyes. Because I... Sometimes I hear a whisper when you mention my name. And I'd swear it was an invitation and I don't know if I can behave. I know you're as perverted as me, therefore you and I should not be left alone. My temptation is my enemy. I may have lost some of my purity, but I refuse to relinquish my nobility. The ice in my veins has yet to overcome my blood. So just continue staring at me and I will surely freeze up. Keep me outside and I'll patrol your backyard with my moral straightjacket. Kiss me one time and I'll bury myself with my suit of armor.