Sucker Punch
Jealousy
You've taken it from me
My cravings are chomping at the bit
You're killing me, just let me taste it
I've got a hankering oh yeah
Someday baby you're gonna hang me out to dry
And take all I've got
You'll rig the slots and do it in my blindspot
And I'll bite my tongue, you'll spit on my shoes
I'll dust myself off, what's it to you
You take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
I never said I was done with that
What a sucker punch, go and eat your heart out
You'll go and hit me with a harder blow
I bounce back up for another go
The referee ain't keeping score anymore
Someday baby, you're gonna hang me out to dry
And take all I've got
You'll rig the slots and do it in my blindspot
And I'll bite my tongue, you'll spit on my shoes
I'll dust myself off, what's it to you
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
I never said I was done with that
What a sucker punch, go and eat your heart out
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away!
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away!
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, go and eat your heart out!
You've taken it from me
My cravings are chomping at the bit
You're killing me, just let me taste it
I've got a hankering oh yeah
Someday baby you're gonna hang me out to dry
And take all I've got
You'll rig the slots and do it in my blindspot
And I'll bite my tongue, you'll spit on my shoes
I'll dust myself off, what's it to you
You take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
I never said I was done with that
What a sucker punch, go and eat your heart out
You'll go and hit me with a harder blow
I bounce back up for another go
The referee ain't keeping score anymore
Someday baby, you're gonna hang me out to dry
And take all I've got
You'll rig the slots and do it in my blindspot
And I'll bite my tongue, you'll spit on my shoes
I'll dust myself off, what's it to you
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
I never said I was done with that
What a sucker punch, go and eat your heart out
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away!
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away!
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, take it away
You'll take it, take it, go and eat your heart out!
Credits
Writer(s): Louis Michael Antoniou, Jamie Murray Lawson, Manadew Balroup O Donnell, William Edward Finnerty, Michael Smith
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