quinnie
Hate Fuck
Michael put me on the edge of his bed
And played his favorite song
He likes me
He hates his mom
Target sheets
Box fan
He wants to play guitar in rock and roll bands
He put his hand between my legs
But now I'm mild and he gets mean
Screaming at me on the street
The sun it used to hit his face
I was once so flat and clean
A beautiful girl machine
His eyes would light up at my face
But can't you see I'm tryna follow angels?
So tell me where you hid our love last night
If body say and body do
Mine tells me to stick with you
But a hate fucks your idea of a good time
Another one
Gap toothed
Letras de cancionesWon't let me stay the night unless I have to
I'm hot stuff
He's so cute
It's fun and games
Till he pushes it
He says infinity like it's a minute
And can I hit you while we do it?
But can't you see I'm tryna follow angels?
So tell me where you hid our love last night
If body say and body do
Mine tells me to stick with you
But a hate fucks your idea of a good time
Oh a hate fucks your idea of a good time
From Letras Mania