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–