Have a smoke, sitting by your window Cause you don't like the smell of it And then you smile as you cleaning out the mess I need to split just for a bit air and space Guess I'm afraid or maybe too late to realize I never knew how believing feels like Let's get away to the highway and make out I need your hands wrapped around me And honey don't think things through Leather me with your lips till we're out of tunes The things you do Quaint type of motion, I thought that's quite new There's always more, always something to lead on She said, lower your wall you silly little boy Before it eats you up and drains your soul Better listen or you have nothing to live for Guess I'm afraid or maybe too late to realize I never knew how believing feels like Let's get away to the highway and make out I need your hands wrapped around me And honey don't think things through Leather me with your lips till we're out of tunes The things you do Quaint type of motion, I thought that's quite new Oh honey don't think things through Leather me with your lips till we're out of tunes The things you do Quaint type of motion, I thought that's quite new Oh honey don't think things through Leather me with your lips till we're out of tunes The things you do Quaint type of motion, I thought that's quite new