Songtexte Pussyfingers (Alternate Mix) - Paris Street

I offer up myself to you
You offer up yourself to me
We turn the lights off and we do
The things they can't show on TV
Maybe in Belgium or Germany

The opening of the dresser drawer
Anticipation is tautly wound
We put the comforter on the floor
Because the bed makes too much sound
And your roommate's still around

The power in the fingertips
The subtleties in a simple move
The beauty in your parted lips
The steady motions we go through
The smells we've grown accustomed to

When the rest of life restarts
We clean up the mess we made
And even though it's time to part
I'll carry you with me all day
I'll carry you with me all day