Something 'bout the way you looked at me.
Made me think for a moment.
That maybe we were meant to be.
Living our lives seperately.
And it's strange that things change.
But not me wanting you.
So desperately.
Things around here… Have been…Tense, I guess is the best word to describe it. The whole Callie and George thing. Then there's the Mark thing. And his man whoring. Or lack of man whoring. Lack of supposed man whoring, anyway. I'm not really sure that I believe him, I mean, he looked like it was killing him for the first week. But now… Not so much.
Oh, why can't I ignore it?
I keep giving in, but I should know better.
'Cause there was something 'bout the way you looked at me.
And it's strange that things change.
But not me wanting you.
So desperately.
I honestly have no idea why we kept ending up in bed. I know it's Mark. I know his reputation better than anyone. Well, except for Derek. Even Derek overlooked it all through college and even up until Mark slept with me. Of course that was before he knew about Nancy sleeping with Mark. And the rest of his sisters. Seriously. Mark is a right of passage.
You looked my way and said "you frustrate me."
Like you're thinking of lines and times.
When you and I were you and me.
We took our chance out on the street.
Then I missed my chance.
And chances are it won't be coming back to me.
I think I am liking this new unsexed Mark. He just slid up behind me to tell me that I frustrate him with this "silly" idea that to prove his love for me he has to be completely celibate for… Was it 60 days? I can't remember. I just can't believe he has lasted as long as he has.
Why can't I ignore it?
I keep giving in but I should know better.
'Cause there was something 'bout the way you looked at me.
And it's strange that things change.
But not me wanting you.
So desperately.
So desperately.
Who knows. Maybe I won't let him wait that long. I mean, this whole idea is beginning to seem… Kind of silly. I mean, why should I deprive myself of the good sex that Mark could so readily provide?
Why can't I ignore it?
I keep giving in but I should know better.
'Cause there was something 'bout the way you looked me.
And it's strange that things change.
But not me wanting you.
So desperately.
My head happened to be buried in a chart while walking down the stairs when Callie put a hand on my arm.
"I slept with Mcsteamy"
Well, there goes that idea.
I want you so desperately.
I keep giving in but I should know better.
I keep giving in but I should know better.
So desperately.
I want you so desperately.
"I thought you said no sex."
"Yeah, well. That was after I found out you slept with Callie."
So we fell into bed again. Can you really blame me? The sex is amazing.