You're Delicious
from: Stay
throwing star in my eye
but I'm still up and walking
it must be love
it must be love
there's a hole in my heart
but I can't stop searching
it must be love
it must be love
and if you were the last living girl in the world
I would never stop searching till I was by your side
'cause there's something remarkable about you girl
you're delicious
I could eat you
alive
there's a mob in the street
but I cannot hear them
it must be love
it must be love
someone's torn off my arm
but I just can't feel it
it must be love
it must be love
because if all that was left was my head and my spine
I would never stop crawling till I was by your side
because there's something about you I cannot define
you're delicious
I could eat you
alive
and there's a song in my brain (brains)
whenever you're in my brain (brains)
hmmmm -mmm -mmmuuuuhgkk
there you are on the roof
and you finally see me
it must be love
it must be love
and you shower me with
wine bottles, dishware and cds
it must be love
it must be love
and though the door may be locked, it's a matter of time
till I clutch you in my arms at last
and I will taste your lips, your heart, your mind
you're delicious
you're delicious
you're delicious
I could eat you
alive
but I'm still up and walking
it must be love
it must be love
there's a hole in my heart
but I can't stop searching
it must be love
it must be love
and if you were the last living girl in the world
I would never stop searching till I was by your side
'cause there's something remarkable about you girl
you're delicious
I could eat you
alive
there's a mob in the street
but I cannot hear them
it must be love
it must be love
someone's torn off my arm
but I just can't feel it
it must be love
it must be love
because if all that was left was my head and my spine
I would never stop crawling till I was by your side
because there's something about you I cannot define
you're delicious
I could eat you
alive
and there's a song in my brain (brains)
whenever you're in my brain (brains)
hmmmm -mmm -mmmuuuuhgkk
there you are on the roof
and you finally see me
it must be love
it must be love
and you shower me with
wine bottles, dishware and cds
it must be love
it must be love
and though the door may be locked, it's a matter of time
till I clutch you in my arms at last
and I will taste your lips, your heart, your mind
you're delicious
you're delicious
you're delicious
I could eat you
alive