You want a call back
Is that too much to ask for
Laying on the floor in the dark
In the morning
I know you want to come back
Until the sun sets backwards
In the bed all day
In the morning light
I don't want you to come over
Sit on the floor tap on my shoulder
In my bed in the night
In my mind in the day
Fantasize all night
You want a call back last night tonight
Can't get me out of your head
Lips like cashmere
Picture me instead
Lipstick on your mirror
I've got
No time
Leaving for the last time
My lipstick's on your retina
Now i think you need a wide lens
My lipsticks on your blouse
No getting rid of those stains then
Kiss me for selfish drama
Strained face with marks along your neck
Kiss me and make it better
When will you see my
My lipstick's on your retina
Now i think you need a wide lens
My lipsticks on your blouse
No getting rid of those stains then