I took a bath   put on your robe   I read your magazines   I used your phone      Looked through your photographs   and drank your wine   Moved all your stuff over   made room for mine      Took a handful of change   from your jar   I'm gonna need it when I drive your car      But I won't question your good intentions   I don't intend to ask you any more questions      I hope you sleep good tonight      I come home   the kitchen's clean   I love your movies   and your great big screen   I fell asleep   in your favorite chair   Then I walked around a while   in my underwear      At 3 am   I turned on all your lights   and I snuck into your bedroom   in the middle of the night   Returning from a party   with your high class friends   And writing all about it   with your forty-dollar pen      But I won't question your good intentions   I don't intend to ask you any more questions   I was only a breath away      I was at the bottom   Take me to the top   Got yourself a little disaster      I don't mind at all   You can listen through the wall   I know what you're actually after