i can get the ultimate interest of chasing 'em.
i can get how great it is to make people fooled.
when they probably dream about the roses and
you leave them done and in eternal tears of deception.

but i can't get, what's the fun in sleeping with random people.
like with the ones you don't know the hell at all. kinda lame?
i would tell you it's lame, being you a little less good in that.

all of you are hell good.
be i a little bit less good, i would fall for that as well.