Lyrics

You make me nervous but I think I love it Late at night you say you want to see my softer side Oh baby, but a sharp shooter ain't easy to talk down A sad charade spinning 'round inside a dark parade Oh baby, but an honest touch can help set you free I've got these wings that I don't use I know I'm not the girl next door But I could love you I'm not an angel Boy you make me nervous But I think I love it Knowing inside we click so well Oh I'm not an angel Lately I am trying to be tough But it is wearing thin My halo doesn't match my thick skin A lover's trust If you're in my bed I feel like you're the one But maybe that's what gets me into trouble every time When you call me up With a glass of wine I want be there for you baby Every single time And when I say your name it's like I say the truth I want you to see right through me baby Credits Released May 31, 2019
Writer(s): Matthew John Moore, Ian Paul Livingstone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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