You Always Look Better In Those Pictures You Send Me (2)

Rendered passionless
By the selfish acts of another
Desposing so much time
For such meaningless pleasure
The extraction of attraction was never predicted
It was never predicted.
We're victims of the here and nows
We all are and will remain
Tomorrow we'll start again
Pretend it never happened
But we are bound to once again
Fall at the feet of temptation