She can't tell me that all of the love songs have been written
'Cause she's never been in love with you before

Your skin smells lovely like sandalwood
Your hair falls soft like animals
I'm trying to keep cool
But everyone likes you

Well, I want to kiss the back of your neck
The top of your spine where your hair hits
And gnaw on your fingertips and fall asleep
I'll talk you to sleep

But I'll be the one and I will have chosen
I'm trying to keep cool
But everyone here likes you
I'm not the only one

Your skin smells lovely like sandalwood
Your hair falls soft like animals
And nothing else matters
To me

And she can't tell me that all of the love songs have been written
'Cause she's never been in love with you before, in love with you before

Your hand, so hot, burns a hole in my hand
I wanted to show you