Follow-Through Time Lyrics

Must have been the heat that stole my judgment he wasn't five feet away a little harmless summer indiscretion 'til it turned out you felt the same
And it's really a clever illusion a sleight of hand that carries me right back into your clawless fantasies come on baby we don't owe
Him nothing well tonight
It's follow-through time or quit taunting me come on
Over let's see 3 weeks of artful implying got teeth
The night you described all the ways your fingers would find me if you hadn't known him all your life but a slide of hand that's slipping me
A sophistry was becoming a waning amusement 'til one slight nudge carried me game on find me follow through now or let it be.