Ankles

What if we don't touch?

What if we only talk about what we want and cannot have?

And I'll throw a fit, if it's all I can do

If it's the thought that counts, let's think it through

So bite me on the shoulder, pull my hair

And let me touch you where I want to

There, there, there, there, there

Pull me by the ankles to the edge of the bed

And take me like you do in your dreams

I'm not gonna stop you, I'm not gonna stop you this time, baby

I want you to show me what you mean

Then help me with the crossword in the morning

You are gonna make me tea

Gonna ask me how did I sleep

Agent of chaos, angel of death

One of three ancient fates

Playing with your scissors again

How lucky are we to have so much to lose?

Now don't move when I tell you what to do

Pull me by the ankles to the edge of the bed

And take me like you do in your dreams

I'm not gonna stop you, I'm not gonna stop you this time, baby

I want you to show me what you mean

Then help me with the crossword in the morning

You are gonna make me tea

Gonna ask me how did I sleep