paroles de chanson Hospitality - Jared Morris

If I really loved you
You'd know beacause I'd tell you
And if I really loved you
I'd hate myself, anyway
"But don't you want me
And my beautiful body?"
No, it's more than that
No it's more than that

What I lack in humor
I make up for in style
You only like me
For my guile
Off came the restricting lies
Well, at least not in my eyes
You shouted "take me,
"take me, take me home"

It's all so ugly
But when it sounded I said lovely
I was whipped into shape
At once, by love
It's all so different
But when it sounded, I said desperate
I was turned on face down, ass up, my love

What you lack in momentum
You make up in the moment
That's not where I wanted you hand

And yes, I said, you're killing me
But when it sounded I said thrilling me
The pied piper, who spied a load and then

What you lack personality
You make up for in "hospitality"
We'll never speak of this again

What you lack in sympaty
You make up for in sexuality
We'll never speak again
Again