Fingers (Chester French)

In my room When no one's home I want you here Marissa Rome You're so fresh You're fresh to death But you've turned your tricks Made such a mess And the fingers of your mind Have wrapped around my spine And made me feel so blind In my sleep You're by my side And I'm seeing pink But my tongue is tied So pick me up And let's get around Marissa, dear Don't let me down And no matter what you do Just please don't say we're through Cuz I'm holding out for you