standard he said she said song

he said she said
     "Would you like to try
     another game in your head,
     or is it in my bed now?"

and he watched her back
     "Are you walking down
     another one-minded track,
     or can you steer somehow?"

Try not to watch them now,
they're gonna soar and sway and drown.
But that's the way it is
when passion comes around.

Looking the other away,
but disaster hypnotised,
a vague "It's not my problem."
won't close my eyes.

she said he said
     "We are unbreakable,
     we are a vein rushing red.
     Can you feel us flow now?"

and she watched his face
     "Then come and handle this,
     come be my personal space,
     and cool my know-how."

We know where it's heading, right?
We've all been down that path.
When lost inside the moment,
there is no aftermath.

Just let the storm blow over,
they'll lust and lose and learn.
Just don't forget;
forget it all,
when it's once again
your turn.