Whore

You
Do you know that bad girls go to hell?

Come on!

Up to your neck in shit
Like a plague words spread
There's no getting over it
You better bite your tongue
Cover up your tracks
You know you're down to get fucked

I know what you are

You're like a dark cloud
That follows me around
Like a virus with no cure
You're like an angry crowd
I'm a riot in the streets
(And) you're a cheap little whore

(Cheap whore!)
(Cheap whore!)
(Cheap whore!)

Putting words in their mouths
'Til they choke to death
There's no getting over it
You're more deceiving than most
You tiptoe around like another ghost

I know what you are

You're like a dark cloud
That follows me around
Like a virus with no cure
You're like an angry crowd
I'm a riot in the streets
(And) you're a cheap little whore

Don't make me think any less of you now
I won't believe a dirty word from your mouth
Don't make me think any less of you now
I won't believe a dirty word from your mouth

I'm what you've lost
I'm what you've lost

You're like a dark cloud
That follows me around
Like a virus with no cure
You're like an angry crowd
I'm a riot in the streets
(And) you're a cheap little whore

You're like a dark cloud
That follows me around
Like a virus with no cure
You're like an angry crowd
I'm a riot in the streets
And you're a cheap little whore

You're a cheap little whore (cheap whore, cheap whore, cheap whore!)
You're a cheap little whore (cheap whore, cheap whore, cheap whore!)
And you're a cheap little whore



Credits
Writer(s): Writers Unknown, John Feldmann
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link