| She’s a wildfire and a bad liar, hit me full swing |
| Still a good thing in the morning, calling |
| You from the back seat of the taxi |
| Hot as hell, can you tell that I’m all in, falling |
| Is it real life when we dance right in the best light? |
| What if I got to more than hold you? |
| We could be more than golden |
| All the games you keep up |
| Keeping faith ain’t enough |
| So let it go |
| I want your darkest secrets |
| I want your slamming doors |
| I want your broken pieces |
| And all your bedroom floors |
| It makes me want you more |
| Makes me want you more |
| I want your midnight hour |
| The ghosts that haunt your thoughts |
| Your past, your pain, your pleasure |
| The one I’m staying for |
| It makes me want you more |
| So make me want you more |
| I’m grateful for the best of all your ex loves |
| How they messed up right before me, show me |
| Every shade of your dark side, all your hard nights |
| Prayers that you keep when you’re lonely, hold me |
| Every lost tear, every nightmare brought you right here |
| So clear, wanna show you |
| You’re so fucking golden |
| It’s getting hard to ignore |
| When we got something more |
| Than chemical |
| I want your darkest secrets |
| I want your slamming doors |
| I want your broken pieces |
| And all your bedroom floors |
| It makes me want you more |
| Makes me want you more |
| I want your midnight hour |
| The ghosts that haunt your thoughts |
| Your past, your pain, your pleasure |
| The one I’m staying for |
| It makes me want you more |
| So make me want you more |
| I want your darkest secrets |
| I want your slamming doors |
| I want your broken pieces |
| And all your bedroom floors |
| It makes me want you more |
| So make me want you more |