E B
Is the passion all gone?
Or is it still newly wed?
A7 A7*
If all this heat is doing
is making us stick to the bed,
E B A7 A7*
then there is no life to revive.
E
But if the hunger is still there,
B
burried somewhere inside,
A7 A7*
covered up by the boredom
we've been trying to hide,
E B A7 A7*
then dig it up and devour.
[Chorus]
E
And it will seem more like a song
B
and less like it's math
A7
when you pull on my hair
A7*
and bite me like that.
E
And it will seem more like a song
B
and less like it's math
A7
when you pull on my hair
A7*
and bite me like that.
E
It will seem more like a song.
B A7
Yeah, more like a song.
A7*
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
[Bridge]
F#
And the truth is that
I can't hardly wait,
B
and I don't care if we stay up too late.
A
Don't answer the phone.
Don't answer the phone.
[Chorus 2]
E
It will seem more like a song
B
and less like it's math
A7
when you pull on my hair
A7*
and bite me like that.
E
And it will seem more like a song
B
and less like it's math
A7
when you pull on my hair
A7*
and bite me like that,
E
and bite me like that,
B A7 A7*
and bite me like, scratch me like that.
[Bridge]
F#
and the truthe is that
I can't hardly wait.
B
And it's so bad that I can't concentrate.
A
Don't answer the phone.
Don't answer the phone.
[Chorus 3]
E
It will seem more like a song
B
and less like it's math
A7
when you pull on my hair
A7*
and bite me like that.
I
It will seem more like a song
B
and less like it's math
A7
when you pull on my hair
A7*
and bite me like that,
E
and bite me like that,
B A7 A7*
and bite me like, scratch me like that.
E
When you pull on my hair and bite me
B A7 A7*
and scratch me, it will seem more like a song.