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She floats like a butterfly, stings like a bee
Notorious just like B.I.G
She's got me looking over my shoulder (Uh)
Short red dress with Vanna White thighs
Bubble gum lips with the starry blue eyes
She's building me up an American dream
She flirts with all my best friends
And screams out, they never listen
So tell me what's a, what's a boy to do? What's a boy to do?
She'll go down for no reason
And steal from me when I'm sleeping
She's holding back her, her "I love you's", her "I love you's"
So tell me why, tell me why
You're always building me up, up to bring me down
Look at you, look at you, baby
Calling me king just to steal my crown
Didn't you, didn't you make me fall for the games?
That you play with my head, girl
I let you get away with murder
I guess I'm just a fool for you
People ask if I'm okay
I got scratches on my back and face
She really likes to leave her mark
She comes home drunk at 4 AM
With whipped cream, strawberries in her hand
She's keeping me up like I got a choice, yeah, yeah
She makes cruel seem like sexy
Gets off when she hears McCartney
But she'd like me better if I was Bruno Mars
So tell me why, tell me why
You're always building me up, up to bring me down
Look at you, look at you, baby
Calling me king just to steal my crown
Didn't you, didn't you make me fall for the games?
That you play with my head, girl
I let you get away with murder
I guess I'm just a fool for you
No matter what we hear
We'll turn the world away
'Cause honestly, it's you and me and nothing's gonna change
What I'm tryin' to say is it's enough for me, oh
It's enough for me, it's enough for me
But you're building me up, you're building me up
You're always building me up, up to bring me down
Look at you, look at you, baby
Calling me king just to steal my crown
Didn't you, didn't you make me fall for the games?
That you play with my head, girl
I let you get away with murder
You're always building me up, up to bring me down
Look at you, look at you, baby
Calling me king just to steal my crown
Didn't you, didn't you make me fall for the games?
That you play with my head, girl
I let you get away with murder
I let you get away with murder
I guess I'm just a fool for you
Oh yeah, I guess I'm just a fool for you
I'm a fool for you



Авторы: Scott Christopher Stevens, James Durbin, Michael Hall, Bobby Campbell, David Feister Copyright: My City Screams, Bughouse, My Stargazer Music, Concord Sounds



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