Wanna Bet?

It's so sad the way you mean it
The feelings you don't feel
It's too bad that you don't see it
See it's creepin' round the door
Wanna bet now, so bad
But you won't let your guard down
Wanna bet? Yeah, so bad
You got me runnin', round and around

Wanna Bet?
Yeah
You've been gambling all this time
Wanna Bet?
You're getting everything and more
Wanna Bet?
Yeah, ok
You left right out the door
Wanna Bet?
Yeah, ok
You kicked down all the doors

So sad
The way you talk that noise about me
I bet that when I pull your card
Oh, you'll, you'll
You'll doubt me
It's ok
The proof will be in your puddin'
We'll see what you're made of
Oh and if you're wooden

Wanna Bet?
Come on
Just a little bit more
Wanna Bet?
Come on, now
You're facedown on the floor
Wanna Bet?
My hands aren't tired
They'll keep on swingin' around
Wanna Bet?
I dare you
I bet you won't dare me now
How dare you
I bet you won't dare me now



Credits
Writer(s): Grant Folger, Jordan Landreth, Justin Stuart Coffee, Virgil Coffee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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