I’m twenty-four, you’re twenty-eight
Not teen anymore, not middle age.
You get it, you get it right
You don’t mean to cool my hot bread
I’m in the darkness, in the closet.
You open it and we kiss, kiss.
You print your cherry lips on [C7]my [A]forehead, on [C7]my [A]forehead, ɾed
You print your pearl teeth on [C7]my [A]tongue, sink into [C7]my [A]skin and [Bm]then
Leave a mark
Leave a mark
When we (rhyme)
When we (rhyme)
Leave a mark
Leave a mark
When we (rhyme)
When we (rhyme)
I’ll be [Am]twenty-five, you, twenty-nine.
No place for [Dm7]shyness, well, that’s a kind of kindness (right)
No more vine, we’ve been wine
Soaked in the old french oak
Through the coats, through the shirts, through the skirts
When we flirt, flirt.
You print your cherry lips on [C7]my [A]forehead, on [C7]my [A]forehead, ɾed
You print your pearl teeth on [C7]my [A]tongue, sink into [C7]my [A]skin and [Bm]then
Leave a mark
Leave a mark
When we (rhyme)
When we (rhyme)
Leave a mark
Leave a mark
When we (rhyme)
When we (rhyme)
Birds and [Bm]bees! Feel free to [C7]tease
Cause we are wardens, murder attention [C7]in silence
We don’t play ɾoles outside the curtains.
