Fumbling in the dark

Trying to turn the light on

When did this fall apart?

Am I still blacked here?

Your name between my teeth

Your lipstick on my mouth

My heart is in my throat

I cannot spit it out

You're on the tip of my tongue

And I'm looking forward

I can't get it up and down

More than slow if I fall

You're on the tip of my tongue

You're on the tip of my–

Ooh, I'm ready, pow

Don't wanna lose momentum

My cards are on the table

Arse on my cushion

You're on the tip of my tongue

And I'm looking forward

I can't get it up and down

More than slow if I fall

You're on the tip of my tongue

You're on the tip of my–

You never really liked when I had the control

You always came back asking me for more

You never really liked when I had the control

You always came back asking me for more

You're on the tip of my tongue

You're on the tip of my–