i want to rob you of your game face.

[dancin_fanson]

Give it up, I can't wait no more.
I am stuck on your bedroom floor
With the thought that I may not be
As great as those who came before.

There's a man assigned to me
And he checks on my stability.
We discuss you every week.
Then I rinse and rinse, repeat.

And he charges by the tear,
'till I weep no more, strictly out of fear
That I can't afford your love.
And the moon just burns above.