The Other Girl

*** high notes ***

I'm still addicted to the poison on your lips
And I'm addicted to the wetness in your hips
I'm gunna make you throw a pretty damn big fit
Oh baby I think I'm maybe too big to fit
In your life
You got a million other guys
Though I'm not really one of the other 'guys'
I guess I can see why they would believe your lies
That my hips wouldn't be your demise
Can't you see I'm on high clouds, so high with you
Please tell me that we can stop playing peekaboo
I'm tired of you chewing my heart up, it's so blue
I thought you couldn't break it cause it was ice cold; sticky glue
Are you addicted to the fire between your hips?
Do you forgive me when my eyelashes bash like whips?
I hope you've got more vodka for more than just a sip
I want to talk about our relationship
Then I'm gunna make you throw a pretty damn big fit
Oh baby I really hope I'm not too big to fit
In your life
I hopes there's no more million guys

Reviews

[EcstaticEuphoria]

Boy have I had my share of the addiction to the poison! Such a dynamic and personal piece. Loved it!