Only bought this dress so you could take it off Only bought this dress so you could take it off, take it off (ha, ha, ha, ha) Say my name and everything just stops Carve your name into my bedpost All of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation

All I need to know is Where to stop Take my hand and show me forever So never will I ever let you go That we carved in stone When I wake up to your footsteps As you get up out of bed They make a sound that sounds so simple But dances in my head

Thinking 'bout you lots lately Or are you moving along? Have you been eating breakfast alone like me? Have you been filling empty beds just like me? Scared of moving on, but you're already gone I know I'm the stupid one who ended it And now I'm the

Why don't you You could be anything Why don't you be with me Like your daddy told you when you were a little girl Your momma brought you up in a women's world Why don't you be my drink, be my song, be my bed, be my car, be my photograph Be my day, be my

And do everything she'd never do Don't let her see your cardinal eyes Save it for the deathbed Jesus Christ you have confused me Cornered, wasted, blessed and used me Forgive me girls I am confused Stiff and pissed and lost and loose Never look her in

And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared; I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home. Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth, all

But in my mind were somewhere in my car And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow You got your lips on mine, its gasoline on fire I never will forget, you grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head And your fingertips slide up and down my back

I see the candle light burning in your Eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames On this pitch-black summer night Of passion and pain The razor caressed my flesh And my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire Years of pain are flowing down my arms. Sweet, red,

I wanna be, where you are Shit's 'bout to get real freaky I can feel it Na, na, na, na Shit's 'bout to get real Freaky I can feel it In your bed, or in your car On the earth, or up in the stars Even if that means, going too far At your place, or up in