Bite Marks - John Hiatt

Bite marks, baby, out of control

You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul

Bite marks, baby, up and down my mind

You know you really chewed me up this time

You like it rough, down in the mud

Your idea of fun is drawin' blood

You tear the meat from the heart of a thing

Until there’s nothing worth remembering

Bite marks, baby, out of control

You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul

Bite marks, baby, up and down my mind

You know you really chewed me up this time

Don’t need no teeth to eat my beef

I’m tenderhearted, ain’t no Lee Van Cleef

You bit my tires and it blew my mind

Now I can’t even roll down the line

Bite marks, baby, out of control

You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul

Bite marks, baby, up and down my mind

You know you really chewed me up this time

You go right for the jugular vein

Bared incisors and your eyes are insane

I have to handle you with chain maille gloves

There is no name for your kind of love

Bite marks, baby, out of control

You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul

Bite marks, baby, up and down my mind

You know you really chewed me up this time