Hey little missy, your hug was real nice, you got my heart beating again, like awakened mice,
it started running, all over the place, got me jumping up and down, in a frenzied chase, a shake of the wrist, a roll of the blade, a pop of the spine, an energy wave, the yawns are all gone, the sighs wont rise, and you've drawn something into my vacanted eyes,

Your an inhaler I've got asthma,
When your hungry, I'll sell my plasma.
every moment I can find,
I'll cling to you are lives will bind.

I've felt fire, but not in a awhile, I guess I should fear the flame but that's not my style,
Yeah, I got singes around my lids, from boiling water mirrors pulled me amid, but your hand touched me, and my scars felt cold, let's jump out into love, before we get cold.


Your an inhaler I've got asthma,
When your hungry, I'll sell my plasma.
every moment I can find,
I'll cling to you are lives will bind.