I met him in September
Didn't make it to November
A go-getter, a chancer
Champagne drinker and dancer
A finance boy with golden eyes
Telling me such golden lies
He took me out to party
At night he held my body
He lost the bet, payed for my time
I wasn't his, he wasn't mine

But now he's back again, knocking
I smile at him, flirting and mocking
I missed him though I won't ever tell
We do not know each other that well
I missed him, missed laying in his arm
Missed his hands, they always felt warm
Missed his touch, his way of walking
Even sometimes missed his talking
What's on his mind, I wish I knew
The right thing to fucking do

Cause he hurt a girl who is my friend
And he betrayed my trust
But my morals they are beeing bend
Over by my lust
So maybe I will take him back, take him just for tonight
But there's no telling what I'll do, I might not or I might
Touch him, feel him, eat him whole
Turn my thoughts off, let it go
Let him take control, nice and slow
Can I give my body but keep my soul?