Fingertips

Love, when you say your faith is falling fast

through your body, your mind and the soul that you claim to have had

well I hoped to move you so and set you free

just be glad for these minds and these bodies

to meet all your needs

Baby

won't you spread your pretty little lips

make room for my fingertips

so I could get caught between your legs tonight

Baby

won't you spread your pretty little lips

and though I may not find enlightenment

I could get caught between your legs tonight

so go, find a new way of coping with being alive

when you find it don't tell me, I don't want to hear all your lies

well I'd hoped to move you so and set you free

just be glad for these minds and these bodies to meet all your needs

I'm a running monologue running away

running fast through the back of my head

I'm gonna run you out

I'm gonna take you down

I'm gonna take this shot

I'm gonna chase it with lead

this isn't suicide

it's a prison break and I just might make out fine

this isn't finding god it's just running away

runnin' an' runnin'

Baby, won't you spread your pretty little lips,

And though I may not find enlightenment

I could find GOD between your legs tonight