Vintage

Baby it's way too soon You're telling lies I don't wanna consume Bittersweet like the smell of your perfume Vintage morals get the best of you When I wake up in the morning You're already out of bed Am I being avoided Or is it just in my head So I put my hands up Watch you running out of luck Are we making love tonight or are we just gonna fu- Stare at the alcohol rising in my cup I know you love me when we're drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk Why am I here? Is there a reason? Craving a taste, the flavor of treason I know you're complex but what the hell are you scheming Voice in my head says run, now it's screaming If you want me take it take it I'm already naked naked You don't wanna speak, you're wasted You know with me you'll never fake it Baby it's way too soon You're telling lies I don't wanna consume Bittersweet like the smell of your perfume Vintage morals get the best of you I love it when we dance But this might be your last chance I feel your touch roam my body Close my eyes to avoid the Elephants glance Spin me around like you mean it Pick me up from the ground or I'm leaving With the seconds my desire is fleeting So please excuse my lack of endearment So I put my hands up Watch you running out of luck Are we making love tonight or are we just gonna fu- Stare at the alcohol rising in my cup I know you love me when we're drunk But I'm feeling sick from your demeanor Is it me or lust you're seeking? (Rising in my cup Drinking it up Tasting the love Giving it up Rising in my cup Drinking it up Tasting the love And then throwing it up) I won't be holding out for you Don't have to chase me over the moon Aaaa baby it's way too soon You're telling lies I don't wanna consume Bittersweet like the smell of your perfume Vintage morals Vintage morals get the best of you