I placed you high up on a pedestal
Anchored by impossible ideals
And romantic notions fed to me by someone else's dreams
But cold grey reality deemed my childish fantasy unworthy
And snuck in to steal my rose tinted glasses
So now I see you for what you are
Just a ragged sigh, a sharp intake of breath
Ice on my thigh, Fire on my neck
A gentle caress is just a gentle caress
Nothing more, nothing less
Nothing more
Nothing less
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