| Nasty Little Thoughts |
| Make It Last |
| The fire flickers out, making movies on her skin |
| And in the embers she remembers all the places that she’s been |
| Four letter words fly from her mouth |
| She thinks she’s breaking ground |
| Time takes it toll, she feels his soul |
| And everything around and I say |
| The way that you feel now |
| It’s cool as long as I know |
| The way it’s gonna be |
| Make it last for an hour |
| We’ll never feel this way again |
| Make it all that you want |
| And everything that I need |
| The booze reaches her blood |
| She forgets his name |
| The wood has turned to cold |
| But our desire feeds the flame |
| Will we surrender to the night? |
| Or will our conscience win the fight? |
| She won’t regress, but can’t confess |
| That everything’s alright and I say |
| The way that you feel now |
| It’s cool as long as I know |
| The way it’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna take more |
| Where we gonna go… |
| Make it last for an hour |
| We’ll never feel this way again |
| Make it all that you want |
| And everything that I need |
| Make it last make it last ‘cause you’re not making me |
| Any promises, make it last |
| Make the best of what you see |
| You give to me what I need to see, |
| You can’t feed my imagination |
| You give to me what I need to see, it’s a twisted fascination |
| But you know that he’ll |
| Close all the doors just close ‘em all |
| For the rest of time |