In a London house, there's the loneliest girl

And a broken boy, and a f*ck ton of tension

There's a police line around a porcelain heart

'Cause she knows what she's done and slightly regrets it

Oh

Oh

They've forgotten the words to the English language

So she lights up a burn as a cry for attention

As they stare at the walls, her lips rip raw

But if she could talk, she'd say something like

"I want your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

When I said I didn't miss you, yeah, I lied, I'm sorry

I lied, I'm sorry, I lied, I'm sorry"

'Cause all I ever wanted was your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

When I said I didn't miss you, yeah, I lied (ooh), I'm sorry (ooh)

In a London house, there's the loneliest girl

And a broken boy, and a f*ck ton of tension

She said, "Say something beautiful if you dare"

So he thought for a second and took a deep breath

I want your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

When I said I didn't miss you, yeah, I lied, I'm sorry

I lied, I'm sorry, I lied, I'm sorry

'Cause all I ever wanted was your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

When I said I didn't miss you, yeah, I lied

Yeah, I lied, yeah, I lied, yeah, I lied, yeah, I lied

(Yeah)

Ah-ah, ah-ah

I want your -, I want your -, I want your -

I want your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

When I said I didn't miss you, yeah, I lied, I'm sorry

I lied, I'm sorry (I'm sorry), I lied, I'm sorry

'Cause all I ever wanted was your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

Your hands on my body

When I said I didn't miss you, yeah, I lied, I'm sorry

Body, body, my, my