That's why I need a touch That's why I need a touch (yeah) Must be an addiction I guess I want too much (too much) I just want love and lust You just can't love me back (yeah) Found good, but now I feel bad Like I know I can't take it back No, there's

Every other weekend I can't tell her I love her I can't tell him I love him Cause there's too many questions and ears in the car So, I don't tell him I miss him I don't tell her I need her She's over me that's where we are He's over me that's where we

Any way you want it That's the way you need it Ooh, all night, all night Oh, every night So hold tight, hold tight Ooh baby, hold tight Oh, she said, She loves to laugh She loves to sing

I'm just a soiled dirty boy, Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading, Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face, Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away, With my love, That's all she's ever needed, from me It's my

You gotta Ma-Ma-Ma Belle, or I will get you Got love, if that's what you need I got three or four babies sittin' on my knee I got good love waitin' for you I come sneakin' round the corner of the avenue You know you gotta Ma-Ma-Ma Belle, before I get you

He fills me up He gives me love More love than I've ever seen He's all I've got He's all I've got in this world But he's all the man that I need I used to cry myself to sleep at night But that was all before he came I thought love had to hurt to turn out

You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you I know the end before The story's been told

Bring back that lovin' feelin' Oh that lovin' feelin' You've lost that lovin' feelin' 'Cause it's gone, gone, gone I need your love You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips You're

Love starts with a toothbrush Everything that's anything Starts out as a little thing Just needs a little time and room to grow Step by step, day by day It all adds up along the way And the next thing that you know A Bic razor and a Dixie cup A little

Say you love me Like you mean it Say you need me (Like you mean it) That you won't leave me 'Cause I don't believe it I don't believe it Kill my superstition please, I'm begging Let the words roll of your tongue, I'm waiting