Insatiable You

It's mid-day and you're still sleeping
Like you always do
By midnight you start creeping
It's the same old youYou bleed me high and dry
Oh my
Insatiable youOur holidays in Spain
Were always marred
And your ex-lovers seems so
Quietly scarredYou bleed me high and dry
Oh my
Insatiable youI won't put garlic in your bread
And do you like your steak well done or red?
Dispite your dental hygene
My love is true
But the thought of meeting your folks
Scares me through and throughYou bleed me high and dry
Oh my
Insatiable youHigh and dry, oh my
Insatiable youHigh and dry, oh my
Insatiable you