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Met you
Let you buy my drink, you turned it to a weekend
Tattoos
Matchin' on our fingers, I love you forever
My God
My momma told me that you're no good for me
And I think she might be right
But I think I'd rather die than
Pretend that I'm still innocent
I'm masochistic, just a bit
I'm sick and twisted, I'm addicted
I love you to death
Tear my heart up out my chest
Kinda wish we never met
You know I love you to death
Baby, you're the worst
But I love the way it hurts
I kinda hate the way I put you first
You know I love you to death
Two weeks
Now it's gettin' dark like a hurricane in paradise
And you're mean
But I can be the bad guy anytime I want to
Good God, yeah
My momma told me that you're no good for me
And I think she might be right
But I think I'd rather die than
Pretend that I'm still innocent
I'm masochistic, just a bit
I'm sick and twisted, I'm addicted
I love you to death
Tear my heart up out my chest
Kinda wish we never met
You know I love you to death
Baby, you're the worst
But I love the way it hurts
I kinda hate the way I put you first
You know I love you to death
I can't pretend I'm innocent
I'm sick and twisted, I'm addicted
I love you to death
Tear my heart up out my chest
Kinda wish we never met
You know I love you to death
Baby, you're the worst
But I love the way it hurts
I kinda hate the way I put you first
You know I love you to death
Writer(s): Alex Borel, Colin Foote, Emma Lov Block, Jonathan Morrison
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