A little too sure I’ve got this feeling You won’t be Needing me anymore You’ve finally worked up the confidence To walk out the door I know there’s a reason A secret to confess Because your excuse this time was lame It seemed laid off And effortless I've been down this road With you Before More hearts to steal Bodies to explore You’re the next Columbus On his way to more Opportunities More Lives to expose More blame To impose You’re a whore for attention Is there a price on those Lips; so tantalizing But so easily lured To anyone who seems wrapped in y our Role As the picture perfect Girl next door But I’m un-impressionable and unmoved By your attempt To fool The instincts I was bold Enough to confront The accusations The words thrown so bluntly But fuck im still a sucker for Her smile so Volatile So sure of what she wants A sleeker style Than any other Hunter When bound to A victim Once scent and mesmerized Till satisfied A game of secrets And countless lies Don’t pretend to love me I’ve got eyes To receive the information They portray Don’t look at me while speaking You’re giving it away
