kellythompson234
Every word is a curse let loose on me
Your mouth, it moves but fails to speak
And when you use your lips they better be on me
The lies that tied
Your tongue in knots
Are the words that grew
To hit my spots
So filthy, dialed desire
Swallowed pride but spit out fire
Liars turn me on
Bedspread Bandit since '89
You wear your heart on your sleeve
I threw mine to the sky