No time for talking now.
Because someway, somehow.
The expectations they grew.
Well she's great and all.
Good on the old eye ball.
But she will never take the crown.
I'm just easily bored.
Give me an entire hord.
Or anything remotely new.
Dressed in red for years.
As music to my ears.
At least try to bring me down
These sheets aren't made to lean on.
But there is no need to jump the gun.
These sheets aren't made to lean on
But please don't jump the gun
I ain't your preacherman.
I wanna tell you that:
This can't lighten the mood.
I wanna lick your face.
And quickly erase.
All the things I wanna do.
So softly whisper when.
Your body glistens and
We aren't hungry for food.
Fill me with all your lust.
Till stars turn into dust.
Let me tango with you (cause it takes two)
These sheets aren't made to lean on.
But there is no need to jump the gun.
These sheets aren't made to lean on
But honey please don't jump the gun