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All That I Want Lyrics
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 under carpets
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
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
You look to the side
Not in the eyes,
no not in his eyes anymore
His eyes
skinned you alive
But the heart has chosen
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
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 under carpets
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
skins you alive
But the heart has chosen
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
clothes off, baby
But you'd be homeless
in your heart
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