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.