Tex-Mex

Hoping I could be in time for liberty
Your intimate description, that’s all that I agree
The matter is confused, the argument abused
Your [?] cannot be excused

I [?] to you, your time with me is through
I [?] of you
Lying on my back, cold across the rack
Wonder why I never really thought of it like that

A savage mind
To entertain the strangers in our lives
If you are scared of the truth
Then you must be a lie

Holding in a smile, I begged you for a while
Even when you picked from the bottom of the pile
Don’t expect to find the contract to be signed
Everything can wait, ‘cause I'm not pressed for time

Speeding [?], a body to abuse
Beating up your [?], becoming a recluse
Don’t expect to find the contract to be signed
Everything can wait, ‘cause I’m not pressed for time

What’s eating you?

Tex-Mex in my sights, no sign of delay
With a memory like mine, I could forget today
Your [?] is not in vain, your care is my belief
But there’s no guarantee that you will find relief
(With a memory like mine, I could forget today)

What’s eating you?