Verse 1: lipstick on the letter that she sent me yesterday only three words in it and she sent it just say to say you know, electric night hands on the walls her legs in flight don't say a thing yeah we doing it right incense smoke, and things so tight yeah things so tight, you bet were pretty 6am and somehow its just me and you to have the city were all alone the way we want ive heard it all before, baby right now please just save your thoughts empty glass broken heel hop in the bath, and get so pure, i got something to soak in, heal blow out all the candles, even on the mantle let the smoke up in the air, and we gon do it like
Chrous: blow out all the candles, blow out all the candles your too old to be so shy
Verse 2: blow it out, smoke from mouth everything that we spoke about, its going down you know this shit, you notice it you told me this and every time i see you out its like you wanna party and then i get back into my crib you actin naughty and i love that. show that side, girl show that turn over and show that side, we could do this shit outside i don't care. my hands up high, your hands down low going so fast, all this time that past, and we still make this shit feel slow i don't know how we do it, but we do it like we meant to and im even considering leaving all the heart that i leant you cause i don't plan to leave, today or at night but i wanna see you move so if blow out the candles then you better go hit that light