Candy
You think you had no part in my
Coming down
Even convinced yourself that you
Helped me out
How come when you feel tension
You don't make a sound
Must not like confrontation
So I won't try for conversation
'Cause you tie me up (Oh, oh, oh)
And wear me out (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
You're like candy
You're like candy
Success is all you need, and your jealousy
You always keep it close to you
In arm's reach
When did you decide you like the taste
Of my everything
Using up my ambition so
You can have more ammunition to
To tie me up (Oh, oh, oh)
And wear me out (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
You're like candy
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
You're like candy
You're like candy
I don't wanna be nice
Don't wanna be polite
Why is it mandatory?
Can't be making amends with the ones that pretend
That they deserve all the glory
Like a sour patch kid
Your sour salt is in my skin
It isn't worth the sting
Giving me cavities, leaving holes in your stories
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
You're like candy
You're like candy
You're like candy
You're like candy
Coming down
Even convinced yourself that you
Helped me out
How come when you feel tension
You don't make a sound
Must not like confrontation
So I won't try for conversation
'Cause you tie me up (Oh, oh, oh)
And wear me out (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
You're like candy
You're like candy
Success is all you need, and your jealousy
You always keep it close to you
In arm's reach
When did you decide you like the taste
Of my everything
Using up my ambition so
You can have more ammunition to
To tie me up (Oh, oh, oh)
And wear me out (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
You're like candy
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
You're like candy
You're like candy
I don't wanna be nice
Don't wanna be polite
Why is it mandatory?
Can't be making amends with the ones that pretend
That they deserve all the glory
Like a sour patch kid
Your sour salt is in my skin
It isn't worth the sting
Giving me cavities, leaving holes in your stories
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
Synthetic sweet, you rot my teeth
Well, that's fine and dandy
You're only good for a week
You're like candy
You're like candy
You're like candy
You're like candy
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Writer(s): Chris Butler
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