A few more shots is all that it took
I took you for granted; you read me like a book
Spun into the bedroom,
the lights turned low
Her clothes came off,
we took it slow
Her body went straight to my head
Everywhere you go I’ll be right behind
Now I’m back in style
Don’t look so surprised
I’m not asking for much
Still I am good for it
Try to let your heart go
I think I could love you
When did making love with you
become part of the plan?
Don’t think I’m sorry like you think I am
You can’t stop, no;
you can’t keep your head clean
You’re a mess
You can’t stop, no;
you can’t keep your head clean
Drugs and sex
You can’t stop, no;
you can’t keep your head clean
Check your nose
Clear your throat
I’m not asking for much
Still I am good for it
Try to let your heart go
I think I could love you
You told me this wasn’t a one-night-stand
Well let’s be honest
Both of us got what we wanted
Now it’s time to show your way out
(Come back)
Don’t think I’m sorry like you think I am
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