My boy plays a game with my heart on the flatline He likes to keep me halfway out You know girls like me we've got a slow pulse Hit the trip switch baby I'm all right My boy's got a sharp twist no he's wicked in the heart Feeds me sugar water just to keep me alive Saw him in my dreams again He's wiping down the fingerprints Press so hard I float up to the sky Hanging round like a puppy til you let me in Coming home with a black eye begging for you You like to treat me like a child, but that's all right I kinda like it when you talk the way you do It's kind of tripping me up, babe I've got it bad for you Laying back sipping sugar water I'm so weak for the things you do Drop to the floor every time I hear your voice Seeing stars on the borderline Sinking through the floorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
