Your stare is like an arctic midnight sun
It burns me up with patent hated hurt
Your kiss is coarse and causal rarely won
You offer bitter spittle foam dessert
Your touch tends tense it tickles times youre fun
You go through motions moved while Im inert
If pores rate pinhole cameras nab none
My nape can feel your stare and stirs alert
Your heart is like a second hidden brain
A mass of nerves and feelings which engross
Ill count on you if conked out comatose
Youre one to share a persons nervous pain
The heart informs its all inside your head
If its a rugged road hes just brain dead
Chorus head capo tete
It burns me up with patent hated hurt
Your kiss is coarse and causal rarely won
You offer bitter spittle foam dessert
Your touch tends tense it tickles times youre fun
You go through motions moved while Im inert
If pores rate pinhole cameras nab none
My nape can feel your stare and stirs alert
Your heart is like a second hidden brain
A mass of nerves and feelings which engross
Ill count on you if conked out comatose
Youre one to share a persons nervous pain
The heart informs its all inside your head
If its a rugged road hes just brain dead
Chorus head capo tete