I feel like I’ve been blown apart
There are pieces here I go
I don’t know where they go
I don’t know where they go
Kiss me on my salty lips
I bet you feel a little crazy about for me
We’ll be famous on tv
1 Would it be my fault if I could turn you on
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on
When I kiss your mouth I wanna taste it
And turn you upside down don’t wanna waste it
I jump on you you jump on me
You push me out, and even though you know, I love you
I’d be inclined to slap you in the mouth
When I kiss your salty lips
You will feel a little crazy about for me
I’ll be famous on TV
(repeat 1, 1)
Now will it be my fault if I
Take your love and throw it wide?
You might restrain me
But could you really blame me?
And you will feel you’re blown apart
All the pieces there will fit to make you whole
And I know where they go
(repeat 1)
When I kiss your mouth I wanna taste it
When I kiss your mouth I wanna taste it
And turn you upside down don’t wanna waste it…