K the Chosen, Aybo - The Issue of Commitment Lyrics

It wasn't just the kiss
But the breath that left my chest
As we drew away from where our lips pressed
And the look on her face
As we embraced and breathing in the remaining ecstasy
And next to me I felt the dripping of the melting ice
Of the cold shoulder I'd given my insecurities
My vice and my tendency
To look for inconsistencies
In our love and actions that would stop us from matrimony
The ring
As my thoughts danced around me
Mocking and taunting me
Urging me to give up this farce this illusion
That my inclusion in her life would be ever lasting
Yet ever laughing was my fate
As I attempted to make a different path other than the aisle that led up to her veiled face
Cover up cover up cover up
Cover up how you feel
How you deal
With the thoughts of never being enough
Or being too much
Or being perverted by wanting to touch
Her here her there her everywhere
Not possessively but progressively
As you attempt to take her to the ultimate climax
Relax it's all in your head
Kill it dead the thoughts,the dread that this could be the end
Before it was ever begun
Before the words I love you were sung
Let those thoughts be done
And stop looking for the moon before the sun

It wasn't just the kiss
But the breath that left my chest
As we drew away from where our lips pressed
And the look on her face
As we embraced and breathing in the remaining ecstasy
And next to me I felt the dripping of the melting ice
Of the cold shoulder I'd given my insecurities
My vice and my tendency
To look for inconsistencies
In our love and actions that would stop us from matrimony
The ring
As my thoughts danced around me
Mocking and taunting me
Urging me to give up this farce this illusion
That my inclusion in her life would be ever lasting
Yet ever laughing was my fate
As I attempted to make a different path other than the aisle that led up to her veiled face
Cover up cover up cover up
Cover up how you feel
How you deal
With the thoughts of never being enough
Or being too much
Or being perverted by wanting to touch
Her here her there her everywhere
Not possessively but progressively
As you attempt to take her to the ultimate climax
Relax it's all in your head
Kill it dead the thoughts,the dread that this could be the end
Before it was ever begun
Before the words I love you were sung
Let those thoughts be done
And stop looking for the moon before the sun