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Correct Sweetest Poison Lyrics
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Silly me, silly me What are you doing here in my head Don’t you know how clumsy I could be with harms But then again, here you are, and I won’t complain at all Cause I know that this was different from the stars You asked to dance, you took a chance So I let you take the leap Never said I wouldn’t let you take the fall You felt the fire, you paid the price So you get just what you are Never knew that you’d be giving up your heart Now here you are, off in the deep end Of the sweetest poison known to man Now here you are, off in the deep end Of the sweetest poison known to man I tried to hold you, I said stay away I told you not tonight, not today, no not this place You persisted, you insisted it was just a day concern Yeah you are, off in the deep end Of the sweetest poison known to man Now here you are, off in the deep end Of the sweetest poison known to man I’m so good at being good I’m so bad at being good to you I’m so good at being good I’m so bad at being good to you Ain’t that true And I better be good to you Damn, his birthday in 8 days The man’s heart I held shattered and swept away I think of him now cause I feel the way he felt that day It’s funny now that it feels as if it were yesterday I did him good, I did him in, I did him pleasure I took him in, I held him in, I drove him mad y’all I don’t know why I did it, even I can’t forget it But at the same time, I think I really knew it wasn’t meant I had to let him go, I had to call it quits I had to dodge his clothes, he threw a fucking fit I had to lead the rolls, I had to take the Benz I played the cards, to this day he don’t know where it is But those were younger days, man, those were good times Those were dumber games, back then I was with good lines Now it’s just you, me and these boring lights And I must commend you, You wee the first man to have boring fights You were a boring nigga, with boring kisses and boring words Your s** is cool, but you gotta get through all the boring first Oh, I’m sorry, was that, was that really me? Did I do something to you, that you were supposed to do to me? Did I get done with you, while you still weren’t through with me? Did I really leave his number on the table, where your Whone would be? Oh, how rude of me, oh how rude of you To make me do everything that you were about to do Happy birthday baby!
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