Lyrics

I got my fists on the kitchen table You know we've been here a million times You come home late, calling me unstable So let me introduce you to my silver knife 'Cause it's not fair to make me fall in love If you're gonna run, run, run Run, run, run But I can't wait to chase you out the door You're gonna get what you're asking for All is fair in love and war K-I-S-S-I-N-G Me and you were sitting in a tree Don't fuck it up or you know I'm gonna freak K-I-L-L-I-N-G Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Got your fingers around the bottle You're stumbling, choking and spilling lies No going back, locking down full throttle I hope you see the twisted look in my eyes K-I-S-S-I-N-G Me and you were sitting in a tree Don't fuck it up or you know I'm gonna freak K-I-L-L-I-N-G Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Someone call the devil, I've got a confession Don't send me to heaven, I had to do it You could say it's mental, dancing in your blood But all is fair in war and love K-I-S-S-I-N-G Me and you were sitting in a tree Don't fuck it up or you know I'm gonna freak K-I-L-L-I-N-G Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki Kiss or kill, kiss or kill Kiss or ki-ki-ki-ki
Writer(s): Hollyn Shadinger, Tim Friesen, Josh Murty, Elsa Curran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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