| When you’re tired I’ll take it slow till you fall into place
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| And I start pulling at your clothes, the look upon your face leaves me wasted
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| You lift up your hips for me to help me take it off
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| And would you fake it to be good to me, cause I’ve been proven wrong
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| But you’re shaking, yeah you’re shaking and making noise
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| Don’t say nothing, cause I love you when you don’t know what to say
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| It helps me make you something that I wouldn’t ever have to change
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| You turn twenty-one tomorrow, go cut up your fake
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| Yeah you tell me you like older men, well I’m twenty-four in may
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| And in the quarter-century I’ve lived, I only bought a double bed to sleep with
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| you
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| Sitting here in old New York, I picture you in love
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| With some honey-boy you met him back at home when you were younger
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| And you adore the way he moves, just like I adore you
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| Please say something, cause I’ve been growing lonesomer each day
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| And I need your questions to even feel a little bit okay
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| Tell me how you slept last night, did you wake in a daze
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| Of memories from ‘fore you knew my name?
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| And tell me what can make you cry, did you eat enough today?
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| Cause you’re looking awful skinny in the face
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| Don’t say nothing, cause I love you when you don’t know what to say
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| It helps me make you something that I wouldn’t ever have to change
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| Don’t say nothing, cause I love you but you gotta act your age
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| To help me make you something that I wouldn’t ever have to change
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| To help me make you something that I wouldn’t ever have to change
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| To help me make you something that I wouldn’t ever have to change |