Pullin' Daisies - Cam Girl

Paint me with your lipstick, make me a masterpiece--
Dressed in leather like my New York tragedy--

Honey, you're a sexy kind of crazy/ that only comes out when you're lonely/ goddammit-- You're so pretty, I want your sweat dripping down my body-- Hang me by your Fingernails, I want you to make me your plaything/ bite down on my fucking smile, and Sink your teeth in me/ smeared make-up on your face, and bruises on your fucking Knees/ you know how to bring me down, that why your name is; "Morphine"--

Sorry to have to burst your bubble--
But you're so fucking artificial, everybody knows you're faking--
Dress yourself with sexy colors--
Make them want to touch each other, make them beg for a filtered screen--

I'm not done pouring salt in the wound just yet, so sit back and relax--

Color me wrong, dig in those fingertips/ dont be scared to break the skin/ you're my Favorite masochist look sexy with a dirty lens-- Feel you with my lips, girl you taste like Medicine/ these paperback wet dreams are making me so paper-thin-- your perfume Smells like heroin/ there goes another one night stand/ ruined by my bad intentions, and Did I mention-- you've got a chemical infatuation-- You're my favorite intoxication, you Could be my Harley Quinn without the emancipation--

Sorry to have to burst your bubble--
But you're so fucking artificial, everybody knows you're faking--
Dress yourself with sexy colors--
Make them want to touch each other, make them beg for a filtered screen--

I'm not done pouring salt in the wound just yet, so sit back and relax--

"Better get ready to dance for the fucking girl--"

Sorry to have to burst your bubble--
But you're so fucking artificial, everybody knows you're faking--
Dress yourself with sexy colors--
Make them want to touch each other, make them beg for a filtered screen--

Written by:
Steve Roze

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Pullin' Daisies

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