How come your words are like Ink On my skin? I'm tattooed, You're sinking in. How come doubt is like A freckle on my face? I can't scrub it off I can't erase it. I'm asking you what I gotta do to Make you want to want me too. How come you push when all I Want is pull? Push me away when You've had your fill. How come my Dreams are plagued with your touch? I just can't get enough.