BAD BAD LUCK - fortune's fool

She thought that I was out with someone else
But she still smiled when she saw me at the bar
Guess she decided she would find out for herself
And she wants to take me home, so now I'm stumbling to her car
Her hair is still all tangled up
In the chain on my necklace
She wouldn't let me take it off
She likes the way it hits my chest
Flipped through the pages of her sketchbook
She said she wants to draw me naked on her floor
And then she said she's gonna fuck me to my own songs
And that just made me like her even more
She told me the way I use my mouth is dangerous
Yeah, but then she told me not to get too cocky about it
And when she dropped me off at the motel in the morning
I told her "yeah baby, you know I'll call when I'm in town again"
Bruises that look just like your lips
Carpet burns on both my knees
Jesus Christ I'm getting high
High on every memory
Bruises that look just like your lips
Carpet burns on both my knees
Jesus Christ I'm getting high
High on every memory
Yeah baby, you know I'll call when I'm in town again

Written by:
Christina Allbright

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