Don't You Want Me - T.S.O.L.

We lie on the bed wild life comes apart

Terrified angels we hide in the dark

Trembling, our hands are adrift in the sheets

Oh, look at you, dear.

Look at me

Don’t you want me?

Don’t you want me to stay?

Don’t you need me?

Don’t you need me this way?

Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la-la…

Passion we struggle the lie underneath

You show me you dear I’ll show you me

Swallow my love its hope that you taste

Swallow my heart devour this place

Oh yeah, yeah

Don’t you want me?

Don’t you want me to stay?

Don’t you need me?

Don’t you need me this way?

Don’t you love me?

Don’t you love me today?

Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la…

Aging old lovers our looks come apart

Our bodies our passions

Are now what they are

Oh yeah, yeah

Stumbling our hands they no longer caress

Ending our lives where at once we impressed

Oh yeah, yeah

Don’t you want me?

Don’t you want me to stay?

Don’t you need me?

Don’t you need me this way?

Don’t you love me?

Don’t you want me today?

Ah-la, ah-la, ah-la, la-la…