Too Wicked - Flapjackers

Hear me, love, I'm breaking So give me love, hmm Can you hear me? Hmm, hmm Summer comes, moves by so slowly I'm alone and breaking It's a version of hell How you love so soft I'm alone here Is it too hard to tell? When you see my face Give me love Oh, you're stealing my breath But you're giving me air I'm alone and breaking We can try a million ways We can find a million ways We can die a millions ways So let's try Call my name Don't break me It's a version of hell, how you love so soft I'm alone here Is it too hard to tell? When you see my face Give me love I'm falling through these wicked dreams I'm falling through these wicked dreams I'm falling through these wicked dreams I'm falling through these wicked dreams

Screaming, all night Rip me up from paradise Big words, small lies Out to get me every time Lost in your heartbeat, body moving on mine Caught in the madness, doubt the feeling, desire Cause I know that you're trouble, and I know that it ain't right But I want you, and I can't get enough Of your wicked love, wicked love, wicked love, wicked love Hurts when I hold ya Wicked love, wicked love, wicked love, wicked love But it's worse when it's over You're no good for me This ain't how it oughta be But you're like honey I get stuck when you get sweet Lost in your heartbeat, body moving on mine Caught in the madness, doubt the feeling, desire Cause I know that you're trouble, and I know that it ain't right But I want you, and I can't get enough Of your wicked love, wicked love, wicked love, wicked love Hurts when I hold ya Wicked love, wicked love, wicked love, wicked love But it's worse when it's over It's kinda, criminal When you mess with my head But it turns me, turns me on Everytime I see red Of your wicked love, wicked love, wicked love, wicked love Hurts when I hold ya Wicked love, wicked love, wicked love, wicked love But it's worse when it's over Wicked love, wicked love, wicked love, wicked love Hurts when I hold ya Wicked love, wicked love, wicked love, wicked love But it's worse when it's over

We gonna make you, we gonna make you We gonna make you loose control When I was a young boy I used to chat on the mike'Til somebody told me this ain't gonna be alright You got the feeling, I got the feeling You got the feeling, I got the feeling Ride on, ride on...