Lyrics

It's not so bad they say it only hurts a little Got your finger on the trigger and you're aiming for the middle Yeah it's pathetic and Fuck I might regret it But you got something about you and I'm feeling kinda manic Swore I'd never act this way again Can't help it Nothing wrong with just a little sin Don't you want it? Ah you know you're just my type and I can't get you off my mind I know this can't be good for me but God we're fucking poetry Just my type just my type Feel like I know you think I saw you in a dying dream You got the kind of look and pretty face you'd see in magazines I feel the tension ruthless No need to mention And I'd do just about anything now for your attention Ah you know you're just my type and I can't get you off my mind I know this can't be good for me but God we're fucking poetry Just my type just my type It's not so bad they say it only hurts a little Got your finger on the trigger and you're aiming for the middle Yeah it's pathetic and Fuck I might regret it But you got something about you and I'm feeling kinda manic Ah you know you're just my type and I can't get you off my mind I know this can't be good for me but God we're fucking poetry Just my type just my type
Writer(s): Matthew Demerritt, Zachary Jones, Alyssa Coco, Bowie Rabas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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