3rd of July Verse: There are things that I saw living inside you. Stolen fruit tastes oh so sweet Pre: Its not enough till we say its enough. Its never enough we dont know when to stop. Its never enough we dont see but its coming. Chorus: And then you push me Giving in a little Push me, Giving in a little Makes me want a little more of you. Makes me want a little taste of you. Verse: Lend a hand, by biting the one that feeds you. Hope its worth, what you did to me. Pre: And all this time youve been building it up. Just one little move brought it all to a stop. Now youve done enough, time to take what is coming. Repeat Chorus: Bridge: Stolen sweets are always sweeter. Stolen kisses much completer. Stolen looks, so nice in chapels. Stolen, stolen are your apples