It takes - she fakes - It takes
she fakes - It takes - she fakes
She walks in mysterious ways
A one-night stand trough the haze
Being followed by my bleeding hand
I hope she'll understand
That my love and desire
Always aim just that little bit higher
But I don't know what it takes
And I don't know why she fakes
Cause I don't know what it takes
And I don't know why it aches
I like your dirty mind, but you have to bring it on
I like your sexy mind, but you have to bring it on
Bring it on - bring it on - bring it on - bring it on
I wrote a poem on her knees
About affection and my disease
She gave me blood and hope
And now I pray she can cope
She follows me to the black beach
Where I've got something she can never reach
But I don't know what it takes
And I don't know why she fakes
Cause I don't know what it takes
And I don't know why it aches
