Pull My Hair — текст песни (bright eyes)

Is the passion all gone?
Or is it still newly-wed?
If all this heat`s doing
Is making us stick to the bed
Then there`s no life to revive
But if the hunger`s still there
Burried somewhere inside
Covered up by the boredom
We`ve been trying to hide
Then dig it up
And devour
And it`ll seem more like a song
And less like it`s math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
It`ll seem more like a song
And less like it`s math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
It`ll seem more like a song
Yeah more like song
And the truth is that I can hardly wait
I don`t care if we stay up too late
Don`t answer the phone
Don`t answer the phone
And it`ll seems more like a song
And less like it`s math
When you pull on my hair
and bite me like that
It`ll seems more like a song
And less like it`s math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
And bite me like that
And bite me and scratch me like that
And the truth is that I can hardly wait
And It`s so bad I can`t concentrate
Don`t answer the phone
Don`t answer the phone
And it`ll seem more like a song
And less like it`s math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
It`ll seems more like a song
And less like it`s math
When you pull on my hair
And bite me like that
And bite me like that
And scratch me and bite me like that