Indiscretion

How long should I bide

For your expressions, subdued

Let me give you more of my questions contesting whatever you choose

Everything is countless investing

The scrutiny of testing we wade through

Such regrettable defense to just acquiesce, this is your fluke

Let me give you more of my time to be met with your indiscretion

Put yourself there right in my corner make me feel like I can count on you

Let me just fill the holes that you've dug the lines have been crossed this intersection

Don't go and risk being all alone you wouldn't want to change your hollow home

How far should I drive

For your intentions, construed

Let me give you more of my aggression to test at whatever you've proved

Nothing says pent up frustration like the way you give us your proof

In the end we'll make amends

If only for you