No, no, not love.

This is a song written about sexual desire for a person you can't have, perhaps because you are married or because they are married, etc. I don't want to get into the personal details because I respect her a great deal, but it is about a musical colleague who was training my vocals at the time. It is in good fun, and not intended to disrupt anything sacred, despite being very scary sounding, representing the inner, bestial, sexual animal in all of us.

Notes: My lower vocal range has improved since this take, as well as my vocal fry (thanks to the person it was written for, actually!) So another take is desirable. Jim Dooley is playing the drums. A solo needs to be added to the bridge as well, preferably in metal blues style.

Put you on a pedestal
Taste you like a chemical
Beauty bones so skeletal
Sexy time so medical

I just want to drink you in
You wont even let me in
You are so incredible
I am so regrettable