Adam's Song

Terrify me, put me on edge Breaking open all this pretense Thank God 'cause he was born to fall Thank God you opened the door Standing under a streetlight Cigarette in hand and talking with that accent From a foreign land, it hardened the edges of Every word Turning tricks in the art world Ooh, babe, you look so good Like you just grew there Growing up made of wood And your face is a firework Your voice is a volcano Fucking the earth Fucking these trembling walls All arms, all legs All arms, all legs All arms, all legs I'm gonna need some pretty high heels if I'm gonna stand by you And it feels too much To stand by, not to touch Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh What I gotta do to light you up and why do I respond? The caricature of confidence, oh, baby, bring me on And I like everything about your face All arms, all legs, it's no disgrace Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh