The tip of your tongue
Like candy, I crave ya
The minute you're gone
I surrender, pretend that you'll be
Back in three days, back in three days
Since you've been gone
It's the end, no surrender
The tip of your tongue
Well you said that you're gone
But you'll be back in three days
Some things, they never change
I want it
I need it
I wanted to believe it
I need your real love, I want more
I need that real touch, I adore
Give me a reason I can't see you anymore
I want more, I want more
I'll just pretend it, it's the only way to end it
Sick, dependent, and choking on a cigarette
But I'll be okay, I'll be okay
Is this how you want it, how you needed it to be
Lacerated, from the tip of your tongue I'm under your gun
But I'll be okay, if I ain't dead in three days
I want it
I need it
I wanted to believe it
I need your real love, I want more
I need that real touch, I adore
Give me a reason I can't see you anymore
I want more, I want more
I wanted to believe it
I need your real love, I want more
I need that real touch, I adore
Give me a reason I can't see you anymore
I want more, I want more
(I want more)
(I want it!)
I want it, no I need it!
Gotta see it, gotta see it!
