Age of Consent - Geographer

Won’t you please let me go

These words lie inside they hurt me so

But I’m not the kind that likes to tell you

Just what I want to do

I’m not the kind that needs to tell you

Just what you want me to

I saw you this morning

I thought you might like to know

I received your message in full a few days ago

I understood every word that it said

And now that I’ve actually heard it

You’re going to regret

Do you find this happens all the time

Crucial point one day becomes a crime

But I’m not the kind that likes to tell you

Just what I want to do

I’m not the kind that needs to tell you

I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you

I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you

I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you

I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you

I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you

I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you

I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you

I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you