It's a bad neighbourhood inside my head My bloodied burns ya know my sea is red And if desire could kill It won't be long until I'm dead I've got a criminal imagination I'm just waiting on a invitation I just wanna taste, yeah, your breath And show you more than you ever thought you'd see Because you love it kills me And I'm just dying for release I got a criminal imagination Just waiting on a invitation Your lips so intoxicating To my criminal imagination I got a criminal imagination I'm just waiting on a invitation Your lips so intoxicating To my criminal imaginationy