| Apples and cigarettes, the TVs still making noise | |
| Stealing from your dad's back pocket | |
| I can still smell it but I'm trying to feel it | |
| The preacher never said it was wrong | |
| But it might be | |
| Violet destiny, violated legally | |
| But you still stroke my hair | |
| Delayed by the traffic, delayed by your motives | |
| Delayed by what you know could never happen | |
| But I'll let it happen | |
| It's alright if it does | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| But as we wait, they tell us what we already know | |
| Then hesitate, can't you move a little bit faster? | |
| That book that you gave me, I swear I read it | |
| But I only really thought of you | |
| I know it can happen, my bullet and my gun | |
| They're ready when you are | |
| And then I'll be special, they'll know why my head was down | |
| Because you never took advantage of me | |
| But you could | |
| I wish that you did |