It seem more like a song
And the truth is that I can't hardly wait

And bite me like that
And less like it's math
And it seem more like a song
If all this heat's doing
Don't answer the phone
And it seem more like a song

If you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
If you pull on my hair
Don't answer the phone
Yea more like a song

Covered up by the boredom
And less like it's math
But if the hunger's still there
If you pull on my hair

And the truth is that I can't hardly wait
Is making us stick to the bed
And it's so bad, I can't concentrate
I don't care if we stay up too late

Then there is no life to revive
If you pull on my hair
We've been trying to hide
Then dig it up and devour
And it seem more like a song

Don't answer the phone

And less like it's math
Don't answer the phone
And bite me like that
And bite me like that
If you pull on my hair
Buried somewhere inside
And bite me like that
And bite me like that
If you pull on my hair

And bite me like, scratch me like that
And it seem more like a song

And it seem more like a song

And bite me like that
And less like it's math
And it seem more like a song
And less like it's math
Scratch me and bite me
And less like it's math
And bite me like that