She's got those cancer coated secrets i don't wanna know.
She's got a venom laced tongue that i can't let go.
She's a lack of words, a bitter curse, that i won't outgrow.
Temptation should've been her name, she's got me like a kid when she plays those games.
Steady hearts for deadly speakers.
I got a pulse that would put earthquakes to shame.
I have this habit of falling asleep credited to my name.
She stands, one night stands, on tongue tab.
Get to paying, not playing, i'm through with that.
If you want it, come get it, i'll be waiting here.
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