Now why don't you- Damn I'd love to The thing is, I've seen the bed That I'll make love to you in We'll sleep in it Make peace in it We'll cut off our noses and breathe it in We can't afford to bleed in it So keep on the plastic you received it in
Now put your faith on layaway You claim confidence Foreplay bravery Now put your faith on layaway A pale confidante Just stop.
I can't stand the taste of tongue when I'm speaking They keep asking me to talk For a man with two broken legs Although backwards, you're walking the walk pretty well
Now I've got you Right where any man would want you Depicting a man on fire Hoping you'll sweat, too Let's make believe That you're willingly Breathing it in, the likes of me At least you know how to rescue breathe At once saving them & sharing your disease
I can't stand the taste of tongue, no I keep asking me to stop Talk on They keep asking me, asking me? Telling me They keep asking me to stop Stop this
