Big Love

I've got problems rolling off of my fingertips.
I've got the weight of the world left on both my lips.
Stop tempting, tempting me, tempting tempting tempting me with your collarbones and church hall bangin' dance floor hips.
You've got a turnaround smile like a turnstile.
Build me up, tear me down, watch me burn for awhile.
You're getting, getting me, getting getting me s-so easily with irony and lyrical miles.
Everybody takes a step towards the city
When they find out what they want, but they know they'll never get it
I get what I want, but did I get what I needed?
A big love, yeah - that'd be enough.
You say you're "history" - well, baby - history sure misses me.
I'm terribly concerned with the conception of you kissing me.
You're talking, talking big, talking talking big, but we both know it's a terrible idea to be missed.
So take me on down to the big towns.
We'll dress like our dreams, like we know this sound.
Cause you, and me, we're bringing us down,
We're making problems out of being around.
Everybody takes a step towards the city
When they find out what they want, but they know they'll never get it
I get what I want, but did I get what I needed?
Did I get what I needed?
What you needed was for me to believe.
Everybody takes a step towards the city
When they find out what they want, but they know they'll never get it
I get what I want, but did I get what I needed?