Joy Ride

It's cold outside
We're in your car and the windows fog up from our breathe
Let's take our time
I know you want it bad and so do I
I never knew this side of you
You're warm inside
Your touch sends shivers up my spine
I'm gripping to the seat so tight
Please take me for a ride
Your hair whips back in slow motion
Your panting is soft and echoing
Your love has poured all over me
Now take mine
Hold it in
Hold it in
Hold it in
Your head tilts back
Your eyes shut tightly, trying to replay what just happened
You look down and examine the stab wound
We watch as the warmth slowly drips out
You pull me close into you
You speak softly, your lips brushing my ear
"Drive me home"
"Drive it home"
"Take me home, and don't stop for anything"