It's a beautiful war Worth fighting for Left them something The tip of your tongue The top of your lungs Don't mean nothing Don't need nothing Bite your tongue

I need to be your lover I'm through with this mighty city Walking around, just stuck in my shit Conversation based around just sex, Words at the tip of my tongue (oh damn, baby!) Tell me one thing I must forget, Thinking about the naked women in my bed

I want you to bang my box I sleep with the door open If you want to come in while I'm sleeping I'm always sleeping naked 'Cause I wake up and you're creeping Want to lick it so much It's almost like I taste it on the tip of my tongue I want to touch it