S.O.D.A.

I don't think you could stand it
If you didn't take your chances
And I'm just the gamblers game, you've been dying to play...
You love to keep me guessing
The deck is stacked against me
But I can see through every bluff you make...

Yeah it's the same, old damn alibi
Love's an instinct in denial...
Yeah it's the same, old damn alibi
So cry my kryptonite...

I get drunk off your kiss and forget
That you got lips like a night in Vegas
Yeah the house always wins, and you're like a home to me...
I know the odds ain't in my favor
Crawling back when you run the tables
I'm the king of lonely hearts, and you caught me wearing mine on my sleeve...

Yeah it's the same, old damn alibi
Love's an instinct in denial...
Yeah it's the same, old damn alibi
So cry my kryptonite...

Yeah it's the same... old damn alibi
And I'm a weak one, just your type

Yeah it's the same, old damn alibi
Love's an instinct in denial...
Yeah it's the same, old damn alibi
So cry my kryptonite...



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Writer(s): Kassidy Lingenfelter
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