What a treat he is
Devil’s sweet, soft kiss
With one flick, flick, flick of the wrist
He turned on that switch

Sores on the lips and leather on the hips
I can’t feel the floor’s heat if I’d trip
And I’m punished for biting my lip too hard to hold in the moan

All the leaves keep on falling in the way of my heart
Lips and hands moving forward as we’re drifting apart

Whoa-oh-oh , Just my hormones and me…
Whoa-oh-oh , sensitive fingertips to bleed…

Guns are loaded and
Feet burn in the sand
His so kind outline slips out of my mind
When it can

Traced down the dip of, his spine
Manifested how divine his cadenced voice melted on mine
Ravenous thirst always comes first for his bearded throat

We throw down the pyre and dance on the ashes (sores on the lips, black leather on the hips)
Smoldering in his ribs is stone that’s nothing like his

Whoa-oh-oh , just my hormones and me
Whoa-oh-oh , sensitive fingertips to bleed
Whoa-oh-oh , We are trembling to be
Whoa-oh-oh , both of us struggling to breathe

Take your thumbnail out of your teeth now, kid!
Beds are soaked in sweat and blood because of what I did

Eden, your heart, your life and your soul
Eden, your mind, your toy, and your troll

God bless the naïve, I think I’m Eden!
God bless the naïve, I think I’m Eden!



Whoa-oh-oh , just my hormones and me
Whoa-oh-oh , sensitive fingertips to bleed
Whoa-oh-oh , We are trembling to be
Whoa-oh-oh , both of us struggling to breathe