A few more shots is all that it took I took you for granted; you read me like a book Spun into the bedroom, the lights turned low Her clothes came off, we took it slow
Her body went straight to my head Everywhere you go I’ll be right behind Now I’m back in style
Don’t look so surprised
I’m not asking for much Still I am good for it Try to let your heart go I think I could love you
When did making love with you become part of the plan? Don’t think I’m sorry like you think I am
You can’t stop, no; you can’t keep your head clean You’re a mess You can’t stop, no; you can’t keep your head clean Drugs and sex You can’t stop, no; you can’t keep your head clean Check your nose Clear your throat
I’m not asking for much Still I am good for it Try to let your heart go I think I could love you
You told me this wasn’t a one-night-stand Well let’s be honest Both of us got what we wanted Now it’s time to show your way out (Come back)
Don’t think I’m sorry like you think I am
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