Verse:
There are things that I saw living inside you.
Stolen fruit tastes oh so sweet
Pre:
Its not enough till we say its enough.
Its never enough we don't know when to stop.
Its never enough we don't see but its coming.
Chorus:
And then you push me
Giving in a little
Push me, Giving in a little
Makes me want a little more of you.
Makes me want a little taste of you.
Verse:
Lend a hand, by biting the one that feeds you.
Hope its worth, what you did to me.
Pre:
And all this time youve been building it up.
Just one little move brought it all to a stop.
Now youve done enough, time to take what is coming.
Repeat Chorus:
Bridge:
Stolen sweets are always sweeter.
Stolen kisses much completer.
Stolen looks, so nice in chapels.
Stolen, stolen are your apples