Inefable

It's ineffable, it's ineffable, babe
How can I explain it?
(Give me more, give me more)
I don't want to keep it quiet anymore
(Give me more)
A little more, girl
I need to shout it out
Give me more of your skin

How can I explain it?
(Give me more)
I don't want to keep it quiet anymore
(Give me more)
A little more, girl
I need to shout it out
Give me more of your skin

(How can I explain this to you?)
Baby, if love kills us, let's make love slower
Your sculpture's made of marble, I'm made of streets and concrete
I won't let you go, babe, you know I'm stubborn
Hold me tight, woman, like there's no time left

Time? I forgot the hour
In these cases, the clock is what we ignore the most
Raised in chaos, I find peace in you, Pandora
I'll be your offering, so devour, devour, yeah

Where your mouth ends, mine begins
Your Venus dimples, burning you gives life
Da Vinci taught me to understand your anatomy
And I'm Benedetti when it comes to my poetry about you

Shape it while I hold your waist
Light it up and with the smoke, I draw your figure
Pick a rhythm while I focus on the writing
No one wants your clay, I turn it into a sculpture

How can I explain it?
(Give me more, give me more)
I don't want to keep it quiet anymore
(Give me more)
A little more, girl
I need to shout it out
(Give me more)
Give me more of your skin

How can I explain it?
(Give me more)
I don't want to keep it quiet anymore
(Give me more)
A little more, girl
I need to shout it out
Give me more of your skin

There are things that can't be explained with words
That's why I make songs
It's the guy from 8th street, babe, don't forget
Until they kill me, I'll kill for you