Lonely Interlude

The knife in your hand As my blood drip down on the concrete The voice in your head saying loves just figure of my speech And I loved you so But nobody knows what you need So you take all your pain and you put it all up on me See the devil in your eyes In the shadow in night Don't know what you been thinking but I know it ain't right Left me waiting for the light On cold starry night You ain't even wait to say goodbye I will forgive you I know you're lonely In time I know you'll call me up 'cause you want me Baby girl, crop top jumping And her Backstreet loving All her exes fronting But with me she's stunning Private flight to London All the gas we puffing Pop a molly get bugging In the back seat tonguing tonight Tonight End up fucking tonight Oh yeah we're fucking tonight Ooo no no no In the back seat fucking tonight Na na na na In the back seat fucking tonight