Liza Oppenheimer - Love Me Lyrics

Is it me or do you want to do things to me
Is it you or the tune that makes me weak
Excuse this inquisition if your position is opposition
But I may die if touching me is off permission
You shut the door to write the score
I'm a whore
You come in close
Or I think you do
It's entirely possible I'll die if touching me won't be the song we try to write
Make me on your mind
Take your time

Do you think of me when you're alone
Maybe you're not alone
And there's someone else
There's so much I want to know Why don't you answer your phone
I'm here outside your place
May I come in and taste the freckles on your face
Put my legs around your
Waist
I guess I'll just sit here and wait
You play six strings
But you're playing me
You're trying to work
I'm a perv
But if your mouth wants to go on me I'm here on the couch pretending to be
What if I die of deprivation of your mouth

Maybe I should make the move
I guess I don't have much to lose
If we were face to face would you be the first to break
Though I did see a blade on your chain so maybe I'll wait
I'm in hell
Hoping to sweat it out
So love me like actors on a stage Are the cameras ready?
If we're a film this would be when you're annoyed by me
By the end of act two I'd sing a sad song to you
You read your last lines
Does it say goodbye
Can someone write in
A beautiful life