The Maccabees.

Cradle me.
I'll cradle you.
I'll win your heart with a "whoop-a-woo"
Pulling shapes, just for your eyes.
So with toothpaste kisses.
And lines.
I'll be yours and you'll be...
Lay with me
I'll lay with you.
We'll do the things
That lovers do.
Put the stars in our eyes.
And with heart shaped bruises
And late night kisses
Divine.