[mbillie1]

And she runs through her days with a smile on her face
And she runs, and she waits, and I wait
We can drive to anyplace, day or night, across the state
And in the morning, into Mexico, we will wake up

I find a window in the kitchen, and I let myself in
Rummage through the refrigerator, find myself a beer
I can't believe I'm really here, and she's lying in that bed
I can almost feel her touch, and her anxious breath

I stumble in the hallway, outside her bedroom door
I hear her call out to me, I hear the fear in her voice
She pulls the covers tighter, I press against the door

I will be with her tonight!







the Toadies kick so much ass. thanks for reminding me of this song.

also, fwiw you've obv made all the correct plays, now just wait for the magic of buuhole sexitime to happen (which it inevitably will one way or another...)