I have my sentence now At last, I know just how you felt I dig my fingers in, expecting more than just the skin
'Cause we're a lot alike In favor, like a motorbike A sailor and a nightingale They are dancing in convertibles
And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters
We've got the highway tight The moon is bursting with headlights One more and we're away Love tender in your Chevrolet
And we're a lot alike In favor, like a motorbike Like a sailor and the nightingale Dancing in convertibles
And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters
Even when the cold comes crashing through I'm putting all my bets on you I hope they never understand us I put my heart inside your palms My home in your arms Now we know nothing matters Nothing matters (oh-oh) And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters
And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters And you can hold me like he held her And I will fuck you like nothing matters, ooh