Something Corporate

I met you last month at a party
You brought me up, you brought me down
You came to me last night as an apparation
Now you came around
What's with you and all your talk of independence?
What's with me and my lack of innocence?
Keep it locked up inside the pocket
And maybe I will sleep
I'll be right there inside the pocket
And you'll be knee deep
My palms were sweaty and my heart grew big
My leg, my leg was shaking
How badly I wanted you with me
You came to me and said This could be something
I'll take something over nothing anyday
What's with me and the way that I've been lately?
What's with you and the way you make me feel?