Love

J'aime l'odeur de ta peau le matin
Elle m'excite et je veux avoir mal
Lit chaud. air froid
Ton regard affam me brûle, et j'ai besoin de sentir plus
Le sang sur tes ongles me fait peur
Mais malgr tout je veux que tu restes
Je suis meurtrie et corche, et je devrais souffrir
Mais tu me retiens et
Tout me paraît bien
Je t'en prie, crois-moi quand je te dis "ne me quitte plus"
Tout ce que je veux faire c'est tre couche tes côts
Ici dans ce lit

I love your flirting
I love your fingers
I love your boots
And I love your sigh
I love your murmur
I love your freckles
I love the way you say "goodbye"

I love the smell of your skin, in the morning
And it excites me, and I want to feel sore
Warm bed, cold air, your hungry stare
Delights me, and now I need some more

I love your stubble
I love your navel
I love your frown
I love your heels
I love your lipstick
I love your biting
I love your tongue
And the way it feels
I love your letters
I love your phone calls
I love your hips
Your naked wrists
I love your stories
I love your sisters
I love your tears
I love your breasts

I love your scratches
I love your teasing
I love your sweat
And I love your voice
I love your riddles
I love your shivers
I love your curl
And I love your toys

And seeing blood on your nails just never fails
To appal me, but i still want you to stay
I'm bruised, I'm cut, it ought to hurt, but
You enthral me, and that makes it okay

I love your whispers
I love your dancing
I love your thirst
I love your lies
I love your tantrums
I love your perfume
I love your teeth
Your big surprise
I love your bleeding
I love your mischief
I love your eyes
Those things you said
I love your temper
I love your trembling
I love to lie
Here in your bed

And please, just believe me
When I say "don't ever leave me"
Because lying here beside you
Is all I want to do

The smell of your skin, in the morning
Excites me, and I want to feel sore
Warm bed, cold air, your hungry stare
Delights me, and now I need some more

I love your stubble
I love your navel
I love your frown
I love your heels
I love your lipstick
I love your biting
I love your tongue
And the way it feels
I love your letters
I love your phone calls
I love your hips
Your naked wrists
I love your stories
I love your sisters
I love your tears
I love your breasts

Blood on your nails just never fails
To appal me, but I still want you to stay
I'm bruised I'm cut, it ought to hurt, but
You enthral me, and that makes it okay

I love your whispers
I love your dancing
I love your thirst
I love your lies
I love your tantrums
I love your perfume
I love your teeth
Your big surprise
I love your bleeding
I love your mischief
I love your eyes
Those things you said