Fingertips
Black lights
Black lips
Wrapped around your fingertips
What's next?
Safe sex
I say hell to to all of it
Tensions rising
I guess that's the fun it
And I see that you're lovin it
Hold up wait you're lovin it?
If I could rewrite time it'd be Y- O- U
One more night to show you what I owe you
Well, it's all dead now
All the smoke cleared out
And I think I'm bout to drown
Let me ask you a question
And be honest
Do I make you Horny?
We keep trying
Can't stop sliding
Holding onto endless fighting
You're sharp like the edge of knife
Soft touch with that look in your eye
Free fall in the heat of the night, I die I die
Fingertips and I
Paint your lips with mine
Promise me this time
Feel your fingertips on mine (x4)
I need your fingertips on mine (x4)
Woke up and I feel your power
Long night and I need more hours
Austins where you broke my heart
I guess this part don't end with flowers
If I could rewrite time it'd be Y- O- U
One more night to show you what I owe you
Well, It's a cold bed now
And I'm sleeping with my doubt
Why do I want to work it out
We keep trying
Can't stop sliding
Holding onto endless fighting
You're sharp like the edge of knife
Soft touch with that look in your eye
Free fall in the heat of the night, I die I die
Fingertips and I
Paint your lips with mine
Promise me this time
Feel your fingertips on mine (x4)
I need your fingertips on mine (x4)
Feel your fingertips on mine (x4)
I need your fingertips on mine (x4)
Mine (x4)
Feel your fingertips on mine (x4)
I need your fingertips on
Black lips
Wrapped around your fingertips
What's next?
Safe sex
I say hell to to all of it
Tensions rising
I guess that's the fun it
And I see that you're lovin it
Hold up wait you're lovin it?
If I could rewrite time it'd be Y- O- U
One more night to show you what I owe you
Well, it's all dead now
All the smoke cleared out
And I think I'm bout to drown
Let me ask you a question
And be honest
Do I make you Horny?
We keep trying
Can't stop sliding
Holding onto endless fighting
You're sharp like the edge of knife
Soft touch with that look in your eye
Free fall in the heat of the night, I die I die
Fingertips and I
Paint your lips with mine
Promise me this time
Feel your fingertips on mine (x4)
I need your fingertips on mine (x4)
Woke up and I feel your power
Long night and I need more hours
Austins where you broke my heart
I guess this part don't end with flowers
If I could rewrite time it'd be Y- O- U
One more night to show you what I owe you
Well, It's a cold bed now
And I'm sleeping with my doubt
Why do I want to work it out
We keep trying
Can't stop sliding
Holding onto endless fighting
You're sharp like the edge of knife
Soft touch with that look in your eye
Free fall in the heat of the night, I die I die
Fingertips and I
Paint your lips with mine
Promise me this time
Feel your fingertips on mine (x4)
I need your fingertips on mine (x4)
Feel your fingertips on mine (x4)
I need your fingertips on mine (x4)
Mine (x4)
Feel your fingertips on mine (x4)
I need your fingertips on
Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Hayes, Daylin Jarvis, Ryan Rasmussen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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