can you show me

i told you i was off from work
in hopes for a little flirt
i told you to sing in the rain
while i circled down the drain
your responses slow and your silence grows
our experiences are not the same.
i want you to open more
let me show you the world
i like that you have control
fragile as a little bird
let me chase you carefully
pique your interest indefinitely
i'm sorry that i rocket through
all the bases and try to pressure you
i'm a slave to my emotions
my follies are like my daily lotion
i take and give but mostly take
when i smoke weed, i feel so fake
i want to talk but i want to listen
receive and give validation
can we remember where we've been?
or will we travel 'til the end?
tease me til i take a bow
please feel free to dance in my house.