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There's a Traitor in This Room lyrics
I cant be so sweet to you
Come on by me, you look so good you know, you look so good for the summer
I wanna stroke your ego, and dress you like a prom queen while youre hanging tight on my attitude
The whole box, show me something
Hey girl!
Can you tell me something?
Every time I stumble its your tiny face I see, you might just make a cheater out of me
Glass on the carpet, your legs on the couch
And all you wanted is my love in your mouth
Youre so bearable, such a little acceptable, well possibly incredible
I want fun.........?
I wanna taste you like youre fucking edible
I cant be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse
I cant be so sweet to you
Cathedral ceiling, chandeliers, eleven diamonds hanging from your ears
Eyes like colored pencils, drawing into me
Every time I struggle youre the only face I see
Taking pictures of herself with her phone
Click, click sugar stick, leave the queer alone
Around the corner, confidentially, you might just make a cheater out of me
I cant be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse
I cant be so sweet to you
I cant be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse
I cant be so sweet to you
Well were driving uptown in a taxi
You know something? Well girl you better ask me
Well take your clothes off, let the driver watch
Look in the rearview mirror push the lights
2, 4, 6, 8 who do you appreciate? ME ME ME ME ME!
Every time I stumble its your tiny face I see
You might just make a cheater out of me
4, 5, 6, 8 who do you appreciate? ME ME ME ME ME!
Every time I stumble its your gorgeous face I see, you might just make a traitor out of me
I cant be so sweet to you until I find the right excuse
I cant be so sweet to you until I find the right excuse
I cant be so sweet to you
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