C.T.

There's nothing more
For me to say
So give me one of those words
You're giving me insomnia
Can't sleep 'till my alarm clock rings

My lose lips have a way
Of tightening up sometimes
Wish it could be now
But you're something to blab about
The other girls might be jealous
But I don't care for that

Your form is unbelievable
And every inch I crave
The way you are is awesome
Don't give a damn about what they say

Patience isn't a virtue of mine
But you've got me waiting for your answer
Patience isn't
A virtue of mine,
But I'm still waiting on your answer.