I like it when you go oh, oh you've got that diamond ring oh, no and you think your so oh, oh You better watch out before you walk right through me, while you licking your lips and making room for that gangster swing. Do you really think it's happening?
I get that you like the attention, and I bet your forgetting to mention all the god damn things that you put me through. For some stupid reason I keep running back to...
You can take your designer smile, stop in and stay for awhile, but I won't take it back. No I won't take you back. You can buy a million red roses, scratch that, make them golden, but I won't take it back. No I won't take it back
I like it when you got oh, oh You've got that diamond ring oh, no. What do diamond rings have to do with anything but disguising what's underneath? You've always liked make believe. I say "glamour kills" you say "so do girls" but you're the one who has to impress that chachy with your close.
I get that you like the attention, and I bet your forgetting to mention all the god damn things that you put me through. For some stupid reason I keep running back to...
You can take your designer smile, stop in and stay for awhile, but I won't take it back. No I won't take you back. You can buy a million red roses, scratch that, make them golden, but I won't take it back. No I won't take it back