Lyrics Flattery - D-Why
22,
5'5",
blonde
hair
Red
lips,
pale
skin,
arrogance
in
the
air
Fun
times,
cigarettes,
can
you
smoke
over
there?
Some
lies,
and
a
cup
of
coffee
to
share
New
York
is
where
the
devil
goes
When
the
summer
starts
You
give
her
the
world
She
leaves
you
with
a
broken
heart
Another
man
at
home,
she
left
all
alone
Two
years
ago,
I
wonder
if
he
even
knows
The
saying
goes,
"what
he
doesn't
know,
won't
hurt"
He'll
have
lies
for
breakfast
and
death
for
dessert
And
if
I
live
past
my
time,
would
you
bury
me
alive?
And
if
we
end
up
in
Vegas,
would
you
marry
me
tonight?
You
want
flattery,
money
and
cars
Clothes
and
gold,
you
want
it
all
Don't
flatter
me,
'cause
baby
I
know
You
don't
love
me
at
all
But
you
gon'
need
me,
you
gon'
need
me
You
gon'
need
me—to
fuel
that
attitude
And
you
gon'
need
me,
you
gon'
need
me
You
gon'
need
me—to
flatter
you
23,
6'2",
brown
hair
New
shirt,
new
cologne,
wasn't
from
around
here
Ego,
some
charm,
it
was
commitment
that
he
feared
'Cause
if
you're
never
scared,
you
shall
never
shed
a
tear
Loneliness
is
where
you
go
when
the
loving's
gone
'Cause
there's
nothing
wrong
when
she
has
nothing
on
But
when
she
starts
to
ask
the
questions
Use
flattery
as
misdirection—so
We'll
take
it
slow—with
my
hand
up
your
skirt
The
lies
or
the
truth,
I
don't
know
what
is
worse
And
if
I
live
past
my
time,
you'd
probably
bury
me
alive
And
if
we
ended
up
in
Vegas,
you'd
never
marry
me
tonight
I
want
flattery,
money
and
cars,
clothes
and
hoes,
I
want
it
all
Don't
flatter
me,
'cause
baby
you
know
I
don't
love
you
at
all
But
I'm
a
need
you,
I'm
a
need
you
I'm
a
need
you
to
fuel
this
attitude
And
I'm
a
need
you,
I'm
a
need
you
I'm
a
need
you,
to
be
flattered
too
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