My body's a ten But my mind is in trouble, yeah You're so intense I'm like, "Give me your number now"
Oh, so baby let the shame rub off Death by a thousand cuts, ah-ah Scared that you're one of us That would be the best of luck, ah-ah
You should Fuck around, fuck around and get your heart broken You should Fuck around, fuck around and get your heart broken You should Well, come on now, come on now, kiss me and own it, babe You should
You're too drunk to go home You can sleep in my guest room now Scared you'll get off You won't let me get near you now, ow
Oh, so baby, let the shame rub off Death by a thousand cuts, ah-ah Said that you're one of us That would be the best of luck, ah-ah
You should Fuck around, fuck around and get your heart broken You should Fuck around, fuck around and get your heart broken You should Well, come on now, come on now, and kiss me and own it, babe
It's the shut door It's the pillow between us It's the I want more It's that you'll never be us You can cry to me I can carry the baggage I can watch you sleep Knowing you'll never have this
You should Fuck around, fuck around and get your heart broken You should Fuck around, fuck around and get your heart broken You should Come on now, come on now, and kiss me and own it, babe
Kiss me and own it Could get your heart broken
Compositores: Jacob Portrait, Aire Atlantica & King Princess