I have my sentence now at last, I know just how you felt I dig my fingers in expecting more than just the skin 'Cause we're a lot alike in favour, like a motorbike A sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles
And you can hold me Like he held her And I will fuck you Like nothing matters And you can hold me Like he held her And I will fuck you Like nothing matters
We've got the highway tight, the Moon is bursting with headlights One more and we're away, love tender in your Chevrolet And we're a lot alike in favour, like a motorbike A sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles
And you can hold me Like he held her And I will fuck you Like nothing matters And you can hold me Like he held her And I will fuck you Like nothing matters
Even when the cold comes crashing through I'm putting all my bets on you I hope they never understand us I put my heart inside your palms My home in your arms, now we know Nothing matters Nothing matters
And you can hold me Like he held her And I will fuck you Like nothing matters And you can hold me Like he held her And I will fuck you Like nothing matters
And you can hold me Like he held her And I will fuck you Like nothing matters And you can hold me Like he held her And I will fuck you Like nothing matters (ooh, ooh, ooh)
