Past Tense of a Davis Guggenheim Documentary

I love the loud sounds
   your over-enthused moans   in you mother's house
  (that time Traci walked in on us)

  I laughed   felt half bad     you thought nasty   (sexy)   thoughts
   and laughed

We always  laughed  in the bedroom
  giggles gave way  to euphoric silence
     subtle let go of breath

   I could never catch
 but you were fast     had lungs that'd last     so you took it

I wanted to play the rogue     stealth     steal yours as well
seal it away        between my two hands     behind my back
  attempt to tease   through lightning teeth
   I'm all shock   no sting

  Jokes     unintended things
costly side effects   to our skinny love
We fucking        broke the bed     (and several others in)

metal bars bend     louder than laughs
we can't mask     the truth   or lies
  said my  stupid  skinny  lines     and
  the  skinny  sounds  died