The First Bite

It's Chris Crocker You know it's not about romance It's just about whats in your pants Screw hello You had me at sex Don't need no intro Let's skip to the bed From the head to your toes Legs up over your head From begs to moans We're both seeing red

we had love in the palm of our hands but we let it slip to the ground didn't work out the way that we planned now we're just left hurtin' without your starry nights out inside your car just wishin' on a star one day you'll back and see all the love t