Loverboy (Instrumental)

Hell had you by the throat
You never got to heaven
But you got real close
Your past has you in a chokehold,
But you deserve it from what I've been told
Call my bluff say what you want,
I'm looking down at you from the top,
I beg for attention in small doses,
Leave the scene smelling of dead roses

Loverboy, you're playing those hearts like toys
Don't you feel bad, don't you feel bad,
Feelings Bad for them

This is your night with arms wide open,
I'm the option you shouldn't have chosen,
Scared of the dark the door's wide open
This is the night you'll regret in the morning.

Loverboy, you're playing those hearts like toys,
Don't you feel bad, don't you feel bad,
Feel Bad for them
Given the choice, would you do it again?
Of course I would, of course I should,
Loved your friend
friends with benefits.

Da da da da da da da da da...
Loverboy, you're playing those hearts like toys,
Don't you feel bad, don't you feel bad,
Feel Bad for them

Given the choice, would you do it again?
Of course I would, of course I should,
Love your friend
Friends with benefits.