Lyrics What Makes Me Tick - Sondre Lerche

What makes me tick
I'm becoming the other man
Red O across my sleeve
In public when I grieve
'Cause I can't even reach for your hand
I'm wasted
And you're in control until we are alone
And then and only then do I know

What makes me tick
Desire's a sickening joy
It's so hard-won
When I must get gone
Every time he's again a good boy
I'm wasted
And he's in control, I suppose that's not so
But then and only then do I know

What makes me tick
What makes me tick

Your eyes as they're dressing me down
And holding on to
Each breath buried within you
When we're finally going to town
I'm wasted
And I can't perform, I've no dance, I've no song
And then and only then do I know

What makes me tick
What makes me tick
What makes me tick

What makes me tick
Is failing to safeguard my heart
Against your heartfelt advice
And to no one's surprise
I'm constantly waiting in line
I'm wasted
And out of control now that we are on hold
I'm circling the drain, I am popping champagne
I want it so bad that I'm fine being had
And then and only then do I know

What makes me tick
What makes me tick
And you're it, you're it
What makes me tick
What makes me tick
What makes me tick
What makes me tick
What makes me tick
What makes me tick
What makes me tick
What makes me tick