[Intuition]
Wh-whisper in your left ear
With your breast plate pressed against my sweat glazed chest hair
You pull out a shush finger so I just stare
It's intense here breathing in that dense air
We loved each other in a past life
We reunited last night, fought it but I asked nice
You got a husband now, I just divorced my last wife
Both tried to forget yet each losing that fight
Yeah you left me but you knew I was the one and
Now you never let him stick a little bun in your oven
It took coincidence, a little bit of luck and
Now we're stuck cooped up in this hotel room fucking
But it still feels like we're making love
Cuz I tapped back in to that space that I'm taken up
We know it's so wrong, but it's just right
You make me hate me, but make me love life