rip your shirt
Don't grab my hand
Don't push me down
You're 24 and I just moved to town
Don't grab my neck
Though it's pretend
I'm not sure you'd keep that shit in bed
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
Mama said, "Baby, you'll get hurt"
Mama knows that you're not the first
Play with fire and you'll get burnt
Baby, you know you want it too
I'll take your hand, show you what to do
Bruises are all they can offer you
Boys like these ain't nothing new
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
I'm convinced this what I deserve, mm
I don't believe that gods create
But when you pin me down I need to pray
What's your excuse? Boys will be boys?
Parents making all this privileged noise
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
Mama said, "Baby, you'll get hurt"
Mama knows that you're not the first
Play with fire and you'll get burnt
Baby, you know you want it too
I'll take your hand, show you what to do
Bruises are all they can offer you
Boys like these ain't nothing new
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
I'm convinced this what I deserve, mm
Bloody Mary on my tongue (Take me out)
You're just tryna get me drunk (Take me out)
Take advantage 'cause I'm young (Take me out)
You went through all that just to come get me out
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
Mama knows that you're not the first
Baby, you know you want it too
I'll take your hand, show you what to do
Bruises are all they can offer you
Boys like these ain't nothing new
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
Don't push me down
You're 24 and I just moved to town
Don't grab my neck
Though it's pretend
I'm not sure you'd keep that shit in bed
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
Mama said, "Baby, you'll get hurt"
Mama knows that you're not the first
Play with fire and you'll get burnt
Baby, you know you want it too
I'll take your hand, show you what to do
Bruises are all they can offer you
Boys like these ain't nothing new
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
I'm convinced this what I deserve, mm
I don't believe that gods create
But when you pin me down I need to pray
What's your excuse? Boys will be boys?
Parents making all this privileged noise
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
Mama said, "Baby, you'll get hurt"
Mama knows that you're not the first
Play with fire and you'll get burnt
Baby, you know you want it too
I'll take your hand, show you what to do
Bruises are all they can offer you
Boys like these ain't nothing new
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
I'm convinced this what I deserve, mm
Bloody Mary on my tongue (Take me out)
You're just tryna get me drunk (Take me out)
Take advantage 'cause I'm young (Take me out)
You went through all that just to come get me out
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
Mama knows that you're not the first
Baby, you know you want it too
I'll take your hand, show you what to do
Bruises are all they can offer you
Boys like these ain't nothing new
Show some skin or I'll rip your shirt
Credits
Writer(s): Kasper Falkenberg, Nicky Furdal, Ida Engelgaard Laurberg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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