I didn't
care about the roses
Until you stopped
selling them to me
Now every day is like a
Monday
I wanna feel your body next to me
Hands down,
you're my chemical
Touchdown, as the physical
Face solid, you're the mystical
There's no logic in the way I
want you
The way I want you, way I want you,
way I want you
This game is full of missing pieces
Until you lie, my heart is on the rise
For every minute I am speechless
I want to feel your body over me
Hands down, you're my chemical
Dust down as the physical
Face solid to the mystical
There's no logic in the way I want you
I can't catch my breath,
my empty chest will find
A way out more true
Find your regrets,
I'll do my best to find
The way I want to
The way I want to
The way I want to
The way I want to
The way I want to
The way I want to
The way I
Lost in my head, my soul is in a bag
No common sense,
more than a bag of drums
The way I want you, the way I want you,
the way I want you
The way I want you, the way I want you,
the way I want you
The way I want to, the way I want to,
the way I want to
The way I want to, the way I want to,
the way I want to
you