I'm the type that when hungry
Can't be fed too soon.
And right now I could really use a piece of you.
I bet you have the type of love that goes down smooth,
And baby I don't leave a drop,
so let me lick the spoon.

Cause I know you're on the menu
and I'll take you rare
Alive enough to run your fingers through my hair
Alive enough to make me scream 'til I don't care
Only you makes me believe
in things that aren't there.

They say there's no kind of garnish
like a glint and a grin
Just feed me that first bite of you and I'll give in.
You never should've wafted me the scent of your skin
I'll leave the tab up to lust
and appetite to sin.