paroles de chanson Back for More - Acoustic - T-10

I can't help but stare
When I see you standing there in your
Ripped jeans, blonde hair
I won't say come over here
Let you inject the fear
That I won't make that clear
But you're telling me the words I wanna hear

You keep saying
I'm the kinda guy you've been looking for
Wonder why I never asked you before
Try to be cool you keep coming back for more

Every night you're calling my phone
Inviting me round when nobody's home
Kiss so much now my lips are getting sore
She keeps coming back for more

I can't help but sound
A little disturbed when I see you round
Look sharp, stay down
You're still telling me the words I wanna hear

You keep saying
I'm the kinda guy you've been looking for
Wonder why I never asked you before
Try to be cool you keep coming back for more

Every night you're calling my phone
Inviting me round when nobody's home
Kiss so much now my lips are getting sore
She keeps coming back for more

You never thought that I
Would ever realise
I feel the way I do
I know it might sound bad
But girl I think I've had
I've had enough of you

I'm the kinda guy you've been looking for
Wonder why I never asked you before
Try to be cool you keep coming back for more

Every night you're calling my phone
Inviting me round when nobody's home
Kiss so much now my lips are getting sore
She keeps coming back for more

She keeps coming back for more