I really don't want this to be over
You were touching but I was closer
I don't care if it's one way or another
I'll be wearing your skin by the end of October
I should have known
When you were dancing at the club, I should've known
Just a pretty face under the horns
You got all from me from moans to blows
I'm not gonna stop 'til I feel bone
Though I revere I'm severe
So you can run and run by the pier
Cause if I cannot have you
Then nobody will