I think Imma lose you If I don't start moving now I know you hope I would But maybe I'm just too proud I keep on running runnin' runnin' runnin' runnin' runnin' Back to the same old place. But you keep gunnin' gunnin' gunnin' gunnin' gunnin' Boy that got my face (?) I just wanna taste - it I just wanna taste - the sweat of your skin. Chasin', chasin' after you Chasin', even if you don't want me to. And time, swept away from every man But my heart, fits right into your hand. And just one squeeze, squeeze, squeeze, squeeze, squeeze You can make that thing bleed dry. So please, please, please, please, please Stop tearin' me up inside. I just wanna taste I just wanna taste - it I just wanna taste I just wanna taste The sweat of your skin. Chasin' I'm chasin' after you, yeah I'm chasin' Even if you don't want me to. Chasin' Chasin' Chasin'