T.S.O.L
Don’t You Want Me
We lie on the bed wild life comes apart
Terrified angels we hide in the dark
Trembling, our hands are adrift in the sheets
Oh, look at you, dear. Look at me
Don’t you want me?
Don’t you want me to stay?
Don’t you need me?
Don’t you need me this way?
Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la-la…
Passion we struggle the lie underneath
You show me you dear I’ll show you me
Swallow my love its hope that you taste
Swallow my heart devour this place
Oh yeah, yeah
Don’t you want me?
Don’t you want me to stay?
Don’t you need me?
Don’t you need me this way?
Don’t you love me?
Don’t you love me today?
Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la…
Aging old lovers our looks come apart
Our bodies our passions
Are now what they are
Oh yeah, yeah
Stumbling our hands they no longer caress
Ending our lives where at once we impressed
Oh yeah, yeah
Don’t you want me?
Don’t you want me to stay?
Don’t you need me?
Don’t you need me this way?
Don’t you love me?
Don’t you want me today?
Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la-la…