a week

Ay, ay

I'll be back in a week my dear

Don't gotta ask for a kiss on the cheek

Strugglin' to wash your taste off my mouth

I'm addicted to the faces you make

I'm addicted to the faces you make

Addicted to the faces you make

Doing big things

Why aren't you proud of me?

I'm trying really hard to make it out there

I know you hate when I'm gone

That's why I write you this song

I wanna make you feel loved

'Cause I'll be back soon

I know it's hard too when we spend days apart

Missing your attitude

Starting those fights on the phone

Just to end with us alone with all our clothes off

Kissing and fucking with clothes, off yeah

Ay, fuck

Ay, ay, ay, fuck

With all our clothes off

Kissing and fucking with clothes-

Kissing and fucking with clothes off yeah