Keep that smile on your lips 
All you'll touch is fingertips 
Try and keep some form of dignity 

Hold on to this embrace 
This may be your final taste 
Is it payment for your past indiscretions? 

I know it can be hard 
when a hand might touch a leg 
I know it can be hard 
when her body brushes yours 

But when your hands fit around her waste like they used 
to 
don't she feel that too 

and when you see in her eyes the same thing that you 
saw before 
don't you want it more 

It all is rushing back 
It all comes rushing back to you 

Keep this image in your mind 
If you're being left behind 
There will be somebody else to lust for 

And though their lips won't taste the same 
And you can't forget her name 
And their shirt won't fit in quite the same way 

But when your hands fit around her waste like they used 
to 
don't she feel that too 

and when you see in her eyes the same thing that you 
saw before 
don't you want it more 

It all is rushing back 
It all comes rushing back to you