Faint, The - "Desperate Guys" lyrics

Was it more than attraction
Her loins, my imagination,
And a physical lust'

That first inconceivable touch
That I was planning,
I mean wishing,
If you knew what I was thinking
How embarassed I'd been

And whoa when it started
my first thought was love
and not just lust
cause when I heard you speak I felt warm
You were warming the bass up
In the evening I saw you

I was acting indifferent at the merch booth putting on make-up
Your hair covered your face up

We met up at a party
In a swamp on a yacht
I spun the helm
But we were docked