<b>Is it still me that makes you sweat
Am i who you think about in bed
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as you're fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better f***<b/>