Red Velvet
If the world was ending
Would you come back home to me?
I'll make my devotions clear
Like you make absinthe taste sweet
There's something about the violence
If you care enough it cuts too deep
Pretend you could be happy
But you're always running in your sleep
One, two, three, don't pick a fight with me
Sometimes you gotta bite the bullet
I'm not mean, it's just what it is
There's cyanide in my red velvet cake
I see a storm coming down my way
At its mercy lie you and me
We're always so indecisive
And can't admit it hurts to feel
So meet me at the surface (at the surface)
It'll take a day or two (a day or two)
When you realise we're both to blame (both to blame)
To have started fires in our rooms
One, two, three, don't pick a fight with me
Sometimes you gotta bite the bullet
I'm not mean, it's just what it is
There's cyanide in my red velvet cake
Sweet, sweet danger
I hear it calling
Sweet, sweet danger
I hear it calling
Sweet, sweet danger
Have you been calling?
Sweet, sweet danger
Have you been reaching out to me?
One, two, three, don't pick a fight with me
Sometimes you gotta bite the bullet
I'm not mean, it's just what it is
There's cyanide in my red velvet cake
One, two, three, don't pick a fight with me
Sometimes you gotta bite the bullet
I'm not mean, it's just what it is
There's cyanide in my red velvet cake
Would you come back home to me?
I'll make my devotions clear
Like you make absinthe taste sweet
There's something about the violence
If you care enough it cuts too deep
Pretend you could be happy
But you're always running in your sleep
One, two, three, don't pick a fight with me
Sometimes you gotta bite the bullet
I'm not mean, it's just what it is
There's cyanide in my red velvet cake
I see a storm coming down my way
At its mercy lie you and me
We're always so indecisive
And can't admit it hurts to feel
So meet me at the surface (at the surface)
It'll take a day or two (a day or two)
When you realise we're both to blame (both to blame)
To have started fires in our rooms
One, two, three, don't pick a fight with me
Sometimes you gotta bite the bullet
I'm not mean, it's just what it is
There's cyanide in my red velvet cake
Sweet, sweet danger
I hear it calling
Sweet, sweet danger
I hear it calling
Sweet, sweet danger
Have you been calling?
Sweet, sweet danger
Have you been reaching out to me?
One, two, three, don't pick a fight with me
Sometimes you gotta bite the bullet
I'm not mean, it's just what it is
There's cyanide in my red velvet cake
One, two, three, don't pick a fight with me
Sometimes you gotta bite the bullet
I'm not mean, it's just what it is
There's cyanide in my red velvet cake
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