Age of consent
Won't you please let me goThese words lie inside they hurt me soAnd I'm not the kind that likes to tell youJust what I want to doI'm not the kind that needs to tell youJust what you want me to
I saw you this morningI thought that you might like to knowI received your message in full a few days agoI understood every word that it saidAnd now that I've actually heard itYou're going to regret
And I'm not the kind that likes to tell youJust what you want me toYou're not the kind that needs to tell meAbout the birds and the bees
Do you find this happens all the timeCrucial point one day becomes a crimeAnd I'm not the kind that likes to tell youJust what I want to doI'm not the kind that needs to tell you
I've lost you...