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It's like you look at me and say to yourself
"Now that's a bitch that I could stand to lose"
In a crowded room, I don't see anyone else
But I'll pretend I've nothing better to do
I'm full of it
I'll take the hit
You won't admit
It's kinda cool
To want somebody who wants you
You like the thrill
Of chasing kills
Say "Fuck the cake"
But eat your fill
I think you're sick
I think you're filth
I want you still
But I am just the closer
I know what I'm good for
Don't need you spitting in my mouth
To make your name the last thing that I'll taste
Just spit me out and over
I'm grease stained on the ground
Don't need you spitting in my mouth
You taste just fine from here with your foot on my face
How'd the conversation make its way to your sheets
You say the cotton in ems premium
Its your shade of deep sea ultramarine
Did you get 'em from a magazine?
I think they're sick
I think they're soft
I think this shallow shit is hot
I rather you
Than what you're not
Should we strip down to our socks?
But I am just the closer
I know what I'm good for
Don't need you spitting in my mouth
To make your name the last thing that I'll taste
Just spit me out and over
I'm grease stained on the ground
Don't need you spitting in my mouth
You taste just fine from here with your foot on my face
I'll do the taxes, take the kids to school
As long as you're taking your top off in the pool
I know you like to get me wet in my suit
Grab on my tie and I can't lie
I think I'd die without you
I think I'd die
Cause I am just the closer
I know what I'm good for
Don't need you spitting in my mouth
To make your name the last thing that I'll taste
Just spit me out and over
I'm grease stained on the ground
Don't need you spitting in my mouth
You taste just fine from here with your foot on my face
I'll do the taxes, take the kids to school
As long as you're taking your top off in the pool
I know you like to get me wet in my suit
Grab on my tie and I can't lie
I think I'd die without you
I am just the closer
I know what I'm good for
Don't need you spitting in my mouth
You taste just fine from here with your foot on my face
Written by: Abigail Rose Kenna, Sean Craffey
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