I Confess

Late at night, and all I want is you.
Laying here in bed, and not sure what to do.

Only three little words, that really seem to fit.
Only these words could ever scratch this itch.

Vacancy filled, my heart no longer hurts.
Vaguely aware of us, but not entirely sure.

Everything is fine. One might even call this great.
Everything was amazing, from our very first date.

Yet I still have a problem. A minor little itch.
Yes, those three little words, that still seem to fit.

Only three little words.. They're the best fit.
Only these words can ease this big ol' itch.

Until I can tell them to you, I'll be slightly insane.
Under and over every mile, know I still feel the same.