Waking up sore, dredged and depressed,
Thinking about yesterday when I had you undressed.
I try to inveigle, I try to convert,
but I can't afford anything more than a flirt.
Say that you can't, say you're in love,
Come over here and act like a glove,
Finally alone, call me mister sin,
Too nervous to let the finishing move begin.

Searching for paradise, someone I can burglarize,
Somewhere I don't have to wear a disguise,
Searching for paradise.

Replenishing, intoxicant,
So good to taste, making me break a sweat,
Laying around, with nothing to do,
My brain's too preoccupied with pictures of you.

The time has come and so have you,
Energy withdrawal and being consumed,
I don't know how long I can ride this wave out,
But it feels like this **** is heading for a drought.