Tuxedo
Do you mind if I smoke
It's 10 P.M.
His watch is golden
Puffing toxic blooms in the obscure room
Nevermind sniffing coke
I'm not your heroin anymore
So go ahead I do not care
I am going home
And I know that this everlasting love is too deeply
Painted with (...?)
(...?) gestures from heavy breathing
He's (...?) slightly
(...?) mama yelled at me
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
His sister is a tod(?) his lover is a bitch, lately
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
He's just a filthy piece
not worthy of your beauty
Painted leathers, easy hairdo
(...?) is tight up in tuxedo
(...?) upon the concrete
tears within my sockets
We can heal pain with placebo's
Though i still adore a boy, a man, a bloke
That has (...?) without that (...?)
And I know that this everlasting love is too deeply
Painted with (...?)
(...?) gestures from heavy breathing
He's (...?) slightly
(...?) mama yelled at me
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
His sister is a tod(?) his lover is a bitch, lately
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
He's just a filthy piece
not worthy of your beauty
So give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
His sister is a tod(?) his lover is a bitch, lately
So give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
He's just a filthy piece
not worthy of your beauty
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
His sister is a tod(?) his lover is a bitch, lately
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
He's just a filthy piece
not worthy of your beauty
It's 10 P.M.
His watch is golden
Puffing toxic blooms in the obscure room
Nevermind sniffing coke
I'm not your heroin anymore
So go ahead I do not care
I am going home
And I know that this everlasting love is too deeply
Painted with (...?)
(...?) gestures from heavy breathing
He's (...?) slightly
(...?) mama yelled at me
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
His sister is a tod(?) his lover is a bitch, lately
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
He's just a filthy piece
not worthy of your beauty
Painted leathers, easy hairdo
(...?) is tight up in tuxedo
(...?) upon the concrete
tears within my sockets
We can heal pain with placebo's
Though i still adore a boy, a man, a bloke
That has (...?) without that (...?)
And I know that this everlasting love is too deeply
Painted with (...?)
(...?) gestures from heavy breathing
He's (...?) slightly
(...?) mama yelled at me
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
His sister is a tod(?) his lover is a bitch, lately
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
He's just a filthy piece
not worthy of your beauty
So give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
His sister is a tod(?) his lover is a bitch, lately
So give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
He's just a filthy piece
not worthy of your beauty
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
His sister is a tod(?) his lover is a bitch, lately
Give him up
Sit down on the couch, baby
He's just a filthy piece
not worthy of your beauty
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Writer(s): Démira Marcy Soraya Jansen
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