Better Late

Let me tell you, honey
I know you're uptight, I don't mind it

Tell me where you're hiding
All your fresh scars and your money

I'm putting on my makeup
And starting up a fight

Show me your heart on fire
I know you're up for getting higher

Sleepless and full of desire
My back pain is making me tired

I'm putting on my makeup
And starting up a fight

I'll talk you through your breakup
Show me all you've got

I've got some wealthy buyers
My spaceship is parked nearby here

Hop on, I'll make you a high flyer
I swear babe, I've got no priors



Credits
Writer(s): Circus Mircus
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