So that's what makes a nice surprise -
But don't think he'd let you in,
Call you when he breaks the skin.
Pull the strings to make him dance;
I guess that's what you'd call romance,
Enough to drive a man to drink -
At least he wouldn't have to think.
Didn't want to hear you scream,
But look me in the eyes and dream,
For ice melts swifter at my touch.
Who are you to want so much?