Bright Eyes "Pull My Hair" Songtext

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Pull My Hair

Is the passion all gone?Or is it still newly-wed?If all this heat's doingIs making us stick to the bedThen there's no life to reviveBut if the hunger's still thereBurried somewhere insideCovered up by the boredomWe've been trying to hideThen dig it upAnd devourAnd it'll seem more like a songAnd less like it's math

When you pull on my hairAnd bite me like thatIt'll seem more like a songAnd less like it's mathWhen you pull on my hairAnd bite me like thatIt'll seem more like a songYeah more like songAnd the truth is that I can hardly waitI don't care if we stay up too lateDon't answer the phoneDon't answer the phoneAnd it'll seems more like a songAnd less like it's math

When you pull on my hairand bite me like thatIt'll seems more like a songAnd less like it's mathWhen you pull on my hairAnd bite me like thatAnd bite me like thatAnd bite me and scratch me like thatAnd the truth is that I can hardly waitAnd It's so bad I can't concentrateDon't answer the phoneDon't answer the phoneAnd it'll seem more like a songAnd less like it's math

When you pull on my hairAnd bite me like thatIt'll seems more like a songAnd less like it's mathWhen you pull on my hairAnd bite me like thatAnd bite me like thatAnd scratch me and bite me like that

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