Texty: Infusion. Girls Can Be Cruel.

Your honey smell makes me sick
Your lies are spreading so thick
Pins in your photos I stick

Your lovers all gather 'round
They laugh and cheer at your sound
I'm all but lost in the crowd

You don't need me to survive
Too busy ruling your hide
You barely know I'm alive

You're a stranger when we kiss
And if I cease to exist
Just cross me off your list

Just one sip of your behavior
And my senses tell me danger
Just one sip of your behavior
And my senses tell me
I'm getting sick of your shit

You don't need me to survive
Too busy ruling your hide
You barely know I'm alive

You're a stranger when we kiss
And if I cease to exist
Just cross me off your list

Your lovers all gather 'round
They laugh and cheer at your sound
I'm all but lost in the crowd

Your honey smell makes me sick
Your lies are spreading so thick
I'm getting sick of your shit

Just one sip of your behavior
And my senses tell me danger
Just one sip of your behavior
And my senses tell me danger

Just one sip of your behavior
And my senses tell me danger
Just one sip of your behavior
And my senses tell me danger

Just one sip of your behavior
And my senses tell me danger
Just one sip of your behavior
And my senses tell me
I'm getting sick of your shit

And my senses tell me
And my senses tell me
And my senses tell me
And my senses tell me danger