Tactile - out take

In five minutes I'll be leaving this room
 She doesn't listen but my word how I swoon
 When she talks
 But talk is never enough
 The dirty talk that's what's bothering me
 And the gaudy walls of this rented property
 I think I'm watching too much porn on TV
 But I won't go upstairs with her if she talks to me this way
 And I'm not lonely, I'm just bored
 Her clothes are strewn over the living room floor
 I don't want to get laid, I just want to be held
 She is unfaithful to a husband 5 miles away
 She lives alone and she rues her wedding day
 She married beneath herself, that's what her girlfriends say
 Her smile is sad but not the saddest I've ever seen
 The saddest smiles are in the dirty magazines
 She made me laugh and now she plans to make me scream
 And petticoat hems are rising to high
 Romance is dead I think I see the reason why
 I don't want to get laid, I just want to be held