girl this was your idea you know it's not my fault you say you want my love well my love taste of salt I've got a list of things I want to do before I think of someone else's sorrow
if there's a deeper meaning that you're trying to find well it's in your head, you'd better treat it kind if you've done misread me then I'll make it clear tomorrow
wish I could tell you I'm a better guy that love is all around and only real man cry but all I want to do is jump your bones and slam dance all night to the music of your moans
it's a lie if I lie right here it's a lie if I lie right here
underneath my face there is a human skull without the living flesh you'd find it pretty dull underneath my skull there is a think machine that only loves itself and in the best of worlds you are the same as me you think of life and love and morals separately you don't expect a promise to last longer than the words themselves
wish I could tell you I'm a better guy that love is all around and only real man cry but all I want to do is jump your bones and slam dance all night to the music of your moans
it's a lie if I lie right here it's a lie if I lie right here
it's a lie if I lie right here it's a lie if I lie right here
wish I could tell you I'm a better guy that love is all around and only real man cry but all I want to do is jump your bones and slam dance all night to the music of your moans
it's a lie (wish I could tell you I'm a better guy) if I lie right here it's a lie (that love is all around and only real man cry) if I lie right here it's a lie (but all I want to do is jump your bones) if I lie right here it's a lie (and slam dance all night to the music of your moans) if I lie right here