Good Men
I don't believe in good men
I don't believe in good men
I don't believe in seeing silver lines
Riding your bike you holler
Liking the bones, the collar
Wish you could trace your hands down mine
Every time
I spit you whine
Stone faced walking Jefferson
I'm a cold bitch like you say i am
I'm a no fun, waste of beauty-type
Got a quiet bark but a deadly bite
God made me a work of art
If you thought that he left me in the dark
You're a little man and a big boy
With a little brain and a big voice
I don't believe in good men
I don't believe in good men
I don't believe i'm safe in the dark
Keys in between my fingers
Quicken my pace, a fever
Checking my back, the beat of my heart
Stops and starts
Tears me apart
Stone faced walking Jefferson
I'm a cold bitch like you say i am
I'm a no fun, waste of beauty-type
Got a quiet bark but a deadly bite
God made me a work of art
If you thought that he left me in the dark
You're a little man and a big boy
With a little brain and a big voice
Stone faced as i'm walking through
Praying i don't slip and mutter "thank you"
Praying i don't spit a little too hard
Take my bitterness a little too far
How can i be the perfect girl
Smile wide enough and give my dress a twirl
Never wide enough to lure your evil in
But wide enough to not offend
I don't believe in good men
I don't believe in seeing silver lines
Riding your bike you holler
Liking the bones, the collar
Wish you could trace your hands down mine
Every time
I spit you whine
Stone faced walking Jefferson
I'm a cold bitch like you say i am
I'm a no fun, waste of beauty-type
Got a quiet bark but a deadly bite
God made me a work of art
If you thought that he left me in the dark
You're a little man and a big boy
With a little brain and a big voice
I don't believe in good men
I don't believe in good men
I don't believe i'm safe in the dark
Keys in between my fingers
Quicken my pace, a fever
Checking my back, the beat of my heart
Stops and starts
Tears me apart
Stone faced walking Jefferson
I'm a cold bitch like you say i am
I'm a no fun, waste of beauty-type
Got a quiet bark but a deadly bite
God made me a work of art
If you thought that he left me in the dark
You're a little man and a big boy
With a little brain and a big voice
Stone faced as i'm walking through
Praying i don't slip and mutter "thank you"
Praying i don't spit a little too hard
Take my bitterness a little too far
How can i be the perfect girl
Smile wide enough and give my dress a twirl
Never wide enough to lure your evil in
But wide enough to not offend
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Writer(s): Meghan Chen
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