Beige I don't want to see your smile I want you in the morning Before you go performing Tell me something I don't know And lead me to the place where no one ever goes Let me go under your skin And let me find the demon that drives those heavenly limbs You know you're beautiful But that ain't half the gold treasure in your soul that you got 'Cause I want it all With your fingers in my mouth, the fantasy of us So please, don't let me fall So please, don't let me fall I think we'd survive in the wild And we'd make plants and roots and dream about electric fans Baby, could you kill a man? Could you look in his eyes and feel the fire drain out of his hands? Baby, do think about the past? Do you wonder if every stupid little thing has led us to this? You know you're beautiful But that ain't half the gold treasure in your soul that you got 'Cause I want it all With your fingers in my mouth, the fantasy of us So please, don't let me fall So please, don't let me fall You know you're beautiful But that ain't half the gold treasure in your soul that you got 'Cause I want it all With your fingers in my mouth, the fantasy of us So please, don't let me fall So please, don't let me fall