3rd of July

There are things that I saw living inside you
Stolen fruit tastes oh so sweet

It's not enough 'til we say it's enough
It's never enough, we don't know when to stop
It's never enough, we don't see, but it's coming

And then you push me
Giving in a little
Push me, giving in a little
Makes me want a little more of you
Makes me want a little taste of you

Lend a hand by biting the one that feeds you
Hope it's worth what you did to me

And all this time, you've been building it up
Just one little move brought it all to a stop
Now you've done enough, time to take what is coming

And then you push me
Giving in a little
Push me, giving in a little
Makes me want a little more of you
Makes me want a little taste of you

Stolen sweets are always sweeter
Stolen kisses much completer
Stolen looks, so nice in chapels
Stolen, stolen are your apples