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 the fingers of your mind

Have wrapped around my spine

And made me feel so blind

And no matter what you do

Just please don’t say we’re through

'Cuz I’m holding out for you

And the fingers of your mind

Have wrapped around my spine

And made me feel so blind