My boy plays a game with my heart on the flatline
He likes to keep me halfway out
You know girls like me we've got a slow pulse
Hit the trip switch baby I'm all right
My boy's got a sharp twist no he's wicked in the heart
Feeds me sugar water just to keep me alive
Saw him in my dreams again
He's wiping down the fingerprints
Press so hard I float up to the sky
Hanging round like a puppy til you let me in
Coming home with a black eye begging for you
You like to treat me like a child, but that's all right
I kinda like it when you talk the way you do
It's kind of tripping me up, babe I've got it bad for you
Laying back sipping sugar water
I'm so weak for the things you do
Drop to the floor every time I hear your voice
Seeing stars on the borderline
Sinking through the floor