I took a bath
Put on your robe
I read your magazines
I used your phone

Looked through your photographs
And drank your wine
Moved all your stuff over
Made room for mine

Took a handful of change
From your jar
I'm gonna need it when I drive your car

But I won't question your good intentions
I don't intend to ask you any more questions

I hope you sleep good tonight

I come home
The kitchen's clean
I love your movies
And your great big screen
I fell asleep
In your favorite chair
Then I walked around a while
In my underwear

At 3 am
I turned on all your lights
And I snuck into your bedroom
In the middle of the night
Returning from a party
With your high class friends
And writing all about it
With your forty-dollar pen

But I won't question your good intentions
I don't intend to ask you any more questions
I was only a breath away

I was at the bottom
Take me to the top
Got yourself a little disaster

I don't mind at all
You can listen through the wall
I know what you're actually after