Nobodies.

I walk in a house
Somebody's home
With so many people
That Nobody knows.
I search every room
For Somebody like you
By the stairwell you wait
For Somebody like me.
And suddenly then
We know what we'll do
To make ourselves forget
With one simple screw.
You are a Nobody
But so am I
You don't care about trust
I don't care about lies.
A touch, just one touch and you'll
Make me come undone
I'll kiss down your body
Your mind much too far gone.
We'll continue the deed
Till we're finished and done
Whisper dirty, dirty things
Until the morning sun.
I will forget you before long
And you won't remember me
No exchanging of names
Not even a plea.
There will be no regrets
No recollection
Because we are the Nobodies
We are infection.