Vibe N' Jive

soul.

You talk like sugar, but you taste like rot
I should've known better, but you fuckin' caught
Me slippin'—knife to my throat, tongue on your lies
Now I'm pukin' up love with blood in my eyes

You smile like you care, but I know that grin
Same face you made when you reeled me in
Go ahead, say "it's my fault" one more time
I'll swallow that shit like a bottle of wine

You make me sick, like stomach bile
Like hands 'round my neck with a goddamn smile
You're a drug that hits then kills me slow
But I keep comin' back, yeah, I fuckin' know

Spit in my face, I still say "please"
Slam the door, I'm beggin' on knees
Can't even hate you right, I'm too far gone
Told my friends I'm clean, but I'm fuckin' wrong

You're poison, baby, in a pretty dress
I eat it up just to feel like less
I'd burn this house just to smell your scent
Die one more time just to feel content

You make me sick, and I love that pain
Like throwin' up thoughts I can't explain
If hell had a voice, it'd sound like yours
And I'd crawl back in just to hear one more

Choke me out with your goodbye kiss
I carved your name in my fuckin' wrists
You're the wound I pick when I'm bored as hell
You're my heaven wrapped in a cell

you make me sick

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