Last Second Love

There’s one second left before I’m at your door.
Don’t make me wait anymore.
Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it all before.
Not gonna hold my breath when I can take yours.

Think it over & before you know it, it’s over.
Let me in, don’t let me go.
Stop the countdown, what are we waiting for?

Last second love is what I live for.
You’re the first & last one on my lips.
Ignore the clocks until it’s time to go.
Because I know that you want it too.

Don’t think too long, don’t sleep on it.
I’m running on instinct.
I can feel your every need at my fingertips.
Call it impulsive, call it thoughtless, but whatever I am, is truly honest.
I want you right now, no one else will do.

Last second love is what I live for.
You’re the first & last one on my lips.
Ignore the clocks until it’s time to go.
Because I know that you want it too.

Can’t pull away, there’s no getaway from this display of affection.
Push me away, just to reel you in.
Closer than we’ve ever been.
Can’t let you down, not while my arms around you.
Call me selfish, I don’t know how to let you go.

Last second love is what I live for.
Give me one more second.
You’re the first & last one on my lips.
I can’t get enough.
Ignore the clocks until it’s time to go.
We could spend forever like this.
Because I know that you want it too.

Last second love is what we live for.

Don’t go, don’t go, don’t let me go.
Let’s make this last.
Stop the countdown, what are we waiting for?
Think it over & before you know it, it’s over.

Last second love.

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