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All That I Want

Maybe you know
You should, cos it shows
Got me looking at your lips
See through your clothes
I hold you goodbye, Just a little too long
We don’t act like it’s wrong

Say where you’ve been
You look to the side
Not in the eyes,
no not in his eyes anymore
His eyes

I know the secret
Skinned you alive
But the heart has chosen

All that I want
Is to pick you up
from out of that dress
Carry you to that desk
And feel the sin of your flesh
It’s all that I want

Arching your back
With that look on your face
All that I need
is an hour and space
When did it change
I guess when we started
sweeping on the carpet
I talk you to sleep
And no one will know
He hasn't a heart so he can't
change your soul anymore,
your soul

I know the secret,
skins you alive
But the heart has chosen

All that I want
Is to pick you up
and out of that dress
Carry you to that desk
And feel the scent off your flesh
Now I confess
Do you think of me less?
Get it off your chest
But if you wear that dress
You do what you want

And I wanna tear your
clothes off, baby
But you'd be homeless
in your heart

All that I want
Is to pick you up
from out of that dress
Carry you to that bed
And feel the sin of your flesh
Now I confess
Do you think of me less?
Get it off your chest

But if you wear that dress
You do what you want