Can I call you up for an ego trip?
My words are old and counterfeit
I'm hoping that you'll stay
So I can talk to you for days
You seem the type to hate on confidence
And hate on all my naughtiness
But I'm hoping that you'll wait
'Cause I was about to say
That I'll disengage when you beg me to continue
Then you misbehave but it's only when I'm with you
And it's hard to explain this telepathy
Of sordid chemistry between you and me
And you take me from my consciousness
And question all my thoughtlessness
But I'm hoping that you'll wait
'Cause I was about to say
That I'll disengage when you beg me to continue
Then you misbehave but it's only when I'm with you
And so it goes, I wanna get you home
And fight until you give me the control
To do the things I said I wanna do to you
And it's hard to explain all this telepathy
Of sordid chemistry between you and me
And so it goes, I wanna get you home
And fight until you give me the control
To do the things I said I wanna do to you
And it's hard to explain all this telepathy
Of sordid chemistry between you and me