Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Will you do it do it

Why you never tell me when you get home?

I've been waitin' on the down-low

See my text but don't pick up the phone

Girl you're twenty but don't know how to act grown

You say I'm pretty when the talk's slow

I've been thinking I might go ghost

But every time I've been thinking 'bout you I've been wishin' that you did the most

But I know it's hypocritical 'cause I don't

I know that you need me I know that you won't

Ever hurt me but sometimes the words in my head are the worst that you said

And I swear that the text that you sent

Has me thinking 'bout who you are with

Why the fuck you seen your ex again?

Got me on my deathbed again

Why I'm in your bed again

Four AM again

Laying in your bed at four AM

Blond on your wall

Pills under your desk

I hope that one day I'm here again

Warm but broken

Playing with my hair

I don't really know you you've been at

I don't really know where your head's at frankly

I don't really say what I meant and

I trance when your fingers are tracing

Your words are my scripture

Your eyes are kaleidoscope

Flippin' my picture

Your hands like to tie my throat

I don't know why I got so damn attached

I get over you only to come back

Relapse

Will you do it

Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Will you do it do it

Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Will you do it to me

Will you do it

Do it do it

Laying in your bed at four AM

Blond on your wall

Pills under your desk

I hope that one day I'm here again

Warm but broken

Playing with my hair

Laying in your bed at four AM

Blond on your wall

Pills under your desk

I hope that one day I'm here again

Warm but broken

Playing with my hair