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Hate me
Feels like we're in a boxing ring
And my money's on you to win
Maybe I'm (ah)
Maybe you are bitter, maybe I am just too sweet
Level with me, baby
(Ah, hey)
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing by tomorrow
And you don't, and you don't know, you don't know you're sugar
When I say you're a sugar rush
(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
Save me
Such a fool for your vanity
You're too fond of your face
Maybe I'm (ah)
Maybe you are different, maybe I don't have the cheek
Level with me, baby
How are you getting what you want?
How can I know? How can I know?
(Ah, hey)
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing by tomorrow
And you don't, and you don't know, you don't know you're sugar
When I say you're a sugar rush (rush)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
I am one with your agony
You do love like you're on TV
Leave me out like your family
When was the last time that you were happy?
I am one with your agony
You do love like you're on TV
Leave me out like your family
When was the last time that you were happy?
(Ah, hey)
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing by tomorrow
And you don't, and you don't know, you don't know you're sugar
When I say you're a sugar rush
(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
Sugar rush
(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
Writer(s): Samuel James Morris, Jack Trebor Herrington, Jack Wilson, Christopher Thomas Hall, Natassja Lucy Ellen Shiner
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