The Maccabees - Toothpaste Kisses текст песни

Cradle me
I'll cradle you
I'll win your heart
With a whit-woo
Pretty shapes just for your eyes
So with two-faced kisses and lies
I'll be yours and you'll be...

Lay with me
I'll lay with you
We'll do the things that lovers do
Put the stars in our eyes
And with heart-shaped bruises
And late night kisses
Divine

*whistles*