I like your wooden door, baby
I never want to leave, baby

If I could rule the night, baby

Id turn it into white

There wouldnt never stright

Im getting high on you

Im getting high on you

Im getting high on you

High on you

I like your rugged cross, baby

I dont pray in churches, baby

I got nowhere to worship, baby

Because it isnt him

I dont need a man you man

Im getting high on you

Im getting high on you

Im getting high on you

High on you

Terrorist in my heart

Tearin it all apart

Terrorist in my heart

Tearin it all apart

I love the way you feel, baby

The mornin startin drunk, baby

Drinking of your soul, baby

And everything I know

Digs the way your body glows

Im getting high on you

Im getting high on you

Im getting high on you

High on you

Im getting high on you

Im getting high on you

Im getting high on you

Im getting high

Corrupting in the air

I really need you

You got two play rides

I really love them

My were getting high