Short n Sweet (2024) – angol dalszöveg |
Short n Sweet (2024)
Oh, I leave quite an impression Five feet to be exact You're wonderin' why half his clothes went missin' My body's where they're at Now I'm gone, but you're still layin' Next to me, one degree of separation I heard you're back together and if that's true You'll just have to taste me when he's kissin' you If you want forever, and I bet you do Just know you'll taste me too Uh-huh He pins you down on the carpet Makes paintings with his tongue (La-la-la-la-la-la-la) He's funny now, all his jokes hit different Guess who he learned that from? Now I'm gone, but you're still layin' Next to me, one degree of separation I heard you're back together and if that's true You'll just have to taste me when he's kissin' you If you want forever, and I bet you do (I bet you do) Just know you'll taste me too La-la-la-la-la-la-la Every time you close your eyes And feel his lips, you're feelin' mine And every time you breathe his air Just know I was already there You can have him if you like I've been there, done that once or twice And singin' 'bout it don't mean I care Yeah, I know I've been known to share Well, I heard you're back together and if that's true You'll just have to taste me when he's kissin' you If you want forever, and I bet you do (I bet you do) Just know you'll taste me too Taste me too, ow (La-la-la-la-la-la-la) You'll just have to taste me when he's kissin' you You, no, yeah, ah-ah (La-la-la-la-la-la-la) You'll just have to taste me when he's kissin' you I know I have good judgment, I know I have good taste It's funny and it's ironic that only I feel that way I promise 'em that you're different and everyone makes mistakes But just don't I heard that you're an actor, so act like a stand-up guy Whatever devil's inside you, don't let him out tonight I tell them it's just your culture and everyone rolls their eyes Yeah, I know All I'm asking, baby Please, please, please Don't prove I'm right And please, please, please Don't bring me to tears when I just did my makeup so nice Heartbreak is one thing, my ego's another I beg you, don't embarrass me, motherfucker, oh Please, please, please (Ah) Well, I have a fun idea, babe (Uh-huh), maybe just stay inside I know you're cravin' some fresh air, but the ceiling fan is so nice (It's so nice, right?) And we could live so happily if no one knows that you're with me I'm just kidding, but really (Kinda), really, really Please, please, please (Please don't prove I'm right) Don't prove I'm right And please, please, please Don't bring me to tears when I just did my makeup so nice Heartbreak is one thing (Heartbreak is one thing), my ego's another (Ego's another) I beg you, don't embarrass me, motherfucker, oh Please, please, please (Ah) If you wanna go and be stupid Don't do it in front of me If you don't wanna cry to my music Don't make me hate you prolifically Please, please, please (Please) Please, please, please (Please) Please (Please), please (Please), please (Ah) (I won't give a fuck about you) Oh, mm (I won't give a fuck about you) Mm When I love you, I'm sweet like an angel Drawin' hearts 'round our names And dreamin' of writing vows, rockin' cradles Don't mistake my nice for naive I don't waste a second, I know lots of guys You do somethin' suspect, this cute ass bye-bye Like, ooh Baby, you say you really like it being mine? So let me give you some advice Boy, it's not that complicated You should stay in my good graces Or I'll switch it up like that so fast 'Cause no one's more amazin' At turnin' lovin' into hatred Boy, it's not that complicated You should stay in my good graces Or I'll switch it up like that (Like that) so fast (So fast) 'Cause no one's more amazin' At turnin' lovin' into hatred I won't give a fuck about you I won't give a fuck about you I won't give a fuck about you That was cool I won't give a fuck about you (Oh) I won't give a fuck about you I won't give a fuck about you Yeah I'll tell the world you finish your chores prematurely Break my heart and I swear I'm movin' on With your favorite athlete Shoot his shot every night Want you every second, don't need other guys You do somethin' sus, kiss my cute ass bye Boy, it's not that complicated You should stay in my good graces Or I'll switch it up like that so fast 'Cause no one's more amazin' (Amazin') At turnin' lovin' into hatred Boy, it's not that complicated You should stay in my good graces Or I'll switch it up like that (Like that) so fast (So fast) 'Cause no one's more amazin' At turnin' lovin' into hatred I won't give a fuck about you I won't give a fuck about you I won't give a fuck about you Oh, no I won't give a fuck about you (Oh) I won't give a fuck about you I won't give a fuck about you Oh No, I won't I won't give a fuck about you, no, I won't (I won't, I won't, I won't) No, I won't I won't give a fuck about you, no, I won't (I won't, I won't, I won't) I know you're not The sharpest tool in the shed We had sex, I met your best friends Then a bird flies by and you forget I don't hear a word 'Til your guilt creeps in On a Tuesday, send a soft "hey" As if you really don't recall the time We were goin' right, then you took a left Left me with a lot of shit to second-guess Guess I'll waste another year on wonderin' if If that was casual, then I'm an idiot I'm lookin' for an answer in-between the lines Lyin' to yourself if you think we're fine You're confused and I'm upset, but We never talk about it We never talk about it We never talk about it All the silence just makes it worse, really 'Cause it leaves you so top-of-mind for me All the silence is just your strategy 'Cause it leaves you so top-of-mind for me We never talk about how you Found God at your ex's house, always Made sure that the phone was face-down Seems like overnight, I'm just the bitch you hate now We never talk it through How you guilt-tripped me to open up to you Then you logged out, leavin' me dumbfounded, oh-oh We were goin' right, then you took a left Left me with a lot of shit to second-guess Guess I'll waste another year on wonderin' if If that was casual, then I'm an idiot I'm lookin' for an answer in-between the lines Lyin' to yourself if you think we're fine You're confused and I'm upset, but We never talk about it (We don't talk about it, we don't talk about it) We never talk about it (We don't talk about it, talk, talk, talk about it) We never talk about it (We don't talk about it, we don't talk about it) (We don't talk about it, we don't talk about it) We never talk about how you Found God at your ex's house, always Made sure that the phone was face-down Seems like overnight, I'm just the bitch you hate now We never talk it through How you guilt-tripped me to open up to you Then you logged out, leavin' me dumbfounded, oh-oh We don't talk about it, we don't talk about it (We never talk about it) We don't talk about it, talk, talk, talk about it (We never talk about it) We don't talk about it, we don't talk about it (We never talk about it) We don't talk about it, we don't talk about it The second I put my head on your chest She knew she's got a real sixth sense Now her name comes up once, then it comes up twice And without her even being here, she's back in your life Now she's in the same damn city on the same damn night And you've lost all your common sense What a coincidence Last week, you didn't have any doubts This week, you're holding space for her tongue in your mouth Now she's sending you some pictures, wearing less and less Tryna turn the past into the present tense, huh Suckin' up to all of your mutual friends And you've lost all your common sense The way you told me the truth Minus seven percent What a coincidence Uh What a surprise Your phone just died Your car drove itself from L.A. to her thighs Palm Springs looks nice, but who's by your side? Damn it, she looks kinda like The girl you outgrew At least that's what you said What a coincidence Oh, wow, you just broke up again What a coincidence Coincidence Coincidence Coincidence I was in a sheer dress the day that we met We were both in a rush, we talked for a sec Your friend hit me up so we could connect And what are the odds? You send me a text And now the next thing I know, I'm like Manifest that you're oversized I digress, got me scrollin' like Out of breath, got me going like, ooh Who's the cute boy with the white jacket and the thick accent? Like (Ooh) Maybe it's all in my head But I bet we'd have really good bed chem How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense How you talk so sweet when you're doing bad things, that's bed chem How you're looking at me, yeah, I know what that means, and I'm obsessed Are you free next week? I'd bet we'd have really good Come right on me, I mean camaraderie Said you're not in my time zone, but you wanna be Where art thou? Why not uponeth me? See it in my mind, let's fulfill the prophecy (Ooh) Who's the cute guy with the wide, blue eyes and the big, bad mmm? Like (Ooh) I know I sound a bit redundant But I bet we'd have really good bed chem How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense (Makes sense) How you talk so sweet when you're doing bad things, that's bed chem (That's bed chem) How you're looking at me, yeah, I know what that means, and I'm obsessed (So obsessed) Are you free next week? I'd bet we'd have really good bed chem And I bet we'd both arrive at the same time (Bed chem) And I bet the thermostat's set at six-nine (Bed, bed chem, chem) And I bet it's even better than in my head How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense (Oh, it just makes sense) How you talk so sweet when you're doing bad things, that's bed chem (That's bed chem) How you're looking at me, yeah, I know what that means, and I'm obsessed (So obsessed) Are you free next week? I'd bet we'd have really good Oh, baby Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me espresso I can't relate To desperation My 'give a fucks' are on vacation And I got this one boy And he won't stop calling When they act this way I know I got em' Too bad your ex don't do it for ya Walked in and dream came trued it for ya Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya I know I Mountain Dew it for ya That morning coffee brewed it for ya One touch and I brand newed it for ya Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me espresso Holy shit Is it that sweet? I guess so I'm working late 'cause I'm a singer Oh, he looks so cute wrapped around my finger My twisted humor make him laugh so often My honey bee, come and get this pollen Too bad your ex don't do it for ya Walked in and dream came trued it for ya Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya I know I Mountain Dew it for ya That morning coffee brewed it for ya One touch and I brand newed it for ya Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me espresso Thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me espresso Is it that sweet? I guess so Mmm, that's that me espresso You're so dumb and poetic It's just what I fall for, I like the aesthetic Every self-help book, you've already read it Cherry-pick lines like they're words you invented Gold star for hi-brow manipulation And, "Love everyone," is your favorite quotation Try to come off like you're soft and well-spoken Jack off to lyrics by Leonard Cohen Don't think you understand Just 'cause you talk like one doesn't make you a man You're so sad there's no communication But, baby, you put us in this situation You're running so fast from the hearts that you're breakin' Save all your breath for your floor meditation You're so empathetic, you'd make a great wife And I promise the mushrooms aren't changing your life Well, you crashed the car and abandoned the wreckage Fuck with my head like it's some kind of fetish Don't think you understand Just 'cause you act like one doesn't make you a man Don't think you understand Just 'cause you leave like one Doesn't make you a man Guess I'll end this life alone I am not dramatic, these are just the thoughts that pass right through me All the douchebags in my phone Play 'em like a slot machine, if they're winning, I'm just losing A boy who's jacked and kind Can't find his ass to save my life Oh, it's slim pickins If I can't have the one I love, I guess it's you that I'll be kissin' Just to get my fixins Since the good ones are deceased or taken I'll just keep on moanin' and bitchin' Jesus, what's a girl to do? This boy doesn't even know the difference between "there", "their", and "they are" Yet, he's naked in my room Missin' all the things he's missin', God knows that he isn't livin' large A boy who's nice, that breathes I swear, he's nowhere to be seen It's slim pickins If I can't have the one I love, I guess it's you that I'll be kissin' Just to get my fixins Since the good ones are deceased or taken I'll just keep on moanin' and bitchin' Moanin' and bitchin' Since the good ones call their exes wasted And since the Lord forgot my gay awakening Then I'll just be here in the kitchen Servin' up some moanin' and bitchin' Don't have to tell your hot ass a thing Oh yeah, you just get it Whole package, babe, I like the way you fit God bless your dad's genetics You make me wanna make you fall in love Oh, late at night, I'm thinking 'bout you Ah, ah, ah Wanna try out my fuzzy pink handcuffs? Oh, I hear you knockin', baby Come on up I know you want my touch for life If you love me right, then who knows? I might let you make me Juno You know I just Might let you lock me down tonight One of me is cute, but two, though? Give it to me, baby You make me wanna make you fall in love I showed my friends, then we high-fived Sorry if you feel objectified Can't help myself, hormones are high Give me more than just some butterflies You make me wanna make you fall in love Oh, late at night, I'm thinking 'bout you Ah, ah, ah Wanna try out some freaky positions? Have you ever tried this one? I know you want my touch for life If you love me right, then who knows? I might let you make me Juno You know I just Might let you lock me down tonight One of me is cute, but two, though? Give it to me, baby You make me wanna make you fall in love Adore me Hold me and explore me Mark your territory Tell me I'm the only, only, only, only one Adore me Hold me and explore me I'm so fucking horny Tell me I'm the only, only, only, only one I know you want my touch for life If you love me right, then who knows? I might let you make me Juno You know I just Might let you lock me down tonight One of me is cute, but two, though? Give it to me, baby You make me wanna make you fall in love Don't swear on your mom That it's the first drink that you've had in like a month No, don't say it was just An isolated incident that happened once There's no need to pretend I've never seen an ugly truth that I can't bend To something that looks better I'm stupid, but I'm clever Yeah, I can make a shitshow look a whole lot like forever and ever You don't have to lie to girls If they like you, they'll just lie to themselves Like you, they'll just lie to themselves You don't have to lie to girls If they like you, they'll just lie to themselves Don't I know it better than anyone else? All of your best excuses No, they don't stand a chance Against all the chances I give you Isn't ideal, but damn You don't even have to try Turn you into a good guy You don't have to lift a finger It's lucky for you I'm just like My mother (And my sisters) All my (All my friends) The girl outside the strip club getting her tarot cards read We love to read the cold, hard facts and swear they're incorrect We love to mistake butterflies for cardiac arrest You don't have to lie to girls If they like you, they'll just lie to themselves Like you, they'll just lie to themselves You don't have to lie to girls (Don't have) If they like you, they'll just lie to themselves Don't I know it better than anyone else? Girls will cry and girls will lie and Girls will do it 'til they die for you They'll cry and girls will lie and Do it 'til the day they die for you (Ooh) Girls will cry and girls will lie and (Ooh) Girls will lose their goddamn minds for you (Oh) They'll cry and girls will lie and Do it 'til the day they die for you Don't smile because it happened, baby, cry because it's over Oh, you're supposed to think about me every time you hold her My heart is heavy now, it's like a hundred pounds It's falling faster than the way you love to shut me down I think I need a shower, my friends are taking shots You think it's happy hour, for me it's not Don't smile because it happened, baby, cry because it's over Oh, you're supposed to think about me every time you hold her Don't smile because it happened, baby, cry because it's over I want you to miss me, I want you to miss me Oh, you're supposed to think about me every time you hold her I want you to miss me, I want you to miss me Pour my feelings in the microphone I stay in, and when the girls come home I want one of them to take my phone Take my phone and lose your Number, I don't wanna be tempted Pick up when you wanna fall back in You can fake it, but you know I know Know I know Don't smile because it happened, baby, cry because it's over Oh, you're supposed to think about me every time you hold her Don't smile because it happened, baby, cry because it's over I want you to miss me, I want you to miss me Oh, you're supposed to think about me every time you hold her I want you to miss me, I want you to miss me Guess you think it's kinda funny All the boys you love and left me In New York now, getting laid Guess you think it's entertaining Pearly twenties judgment Oh, it gets you off, how much you love it You need Needless to say about anything Need more to do than just focus on me Try working on you I promise you'll be much happier if you do Pretty dress, an awkward angle I bet you zoomed in close and held it up to show all your friends So much fire, bet it's painful All my conversations How's the weather in your mother's basement? You need Needless to say about anything Need more to do than just focus on me Try working on you I promise you'll be much happier if you do You need Need more in silence and maturity Need more to do than just come in at me Try working on you I promise you'll be much happier if you do (Ooh) You need, you need Needless to say Needless to say Needless to say Oh, hey (Oh) I'm so mature, collected, and sensible Except when I get hit with rejection To turn me down, well, that's just unethical I'll turn into someone you're scared to know But if you need my love My clothes are off, I'm coming over to your place And if you don't need (If you don't need) my love Well, I didn't want your little bitch-ass anyway Yeah, I'm a busy woman I wouldn't let you come into my calendar any night But if you want my kisses, I'll be your perfect missus 'Til the day that one of us dies Oh, hey So much to shave and lipstick to reapply Maybe for you, though, I could accommodate I'm flexible, so just tell me what you like Tantric yoga, baby, namaste If you don't want me, I'll just deem you gay But if you need my love My clothes are off, I'm coming over to your place (Ah-ah-ah-ah) And if you don't need (If you don't need) my love Well, I didn't want your little bitch-ass anyway Yeah, I'm a busy woman I wouldn't let you come into my calendar any night But if you want my kisses, I'll be your perfect missus 'Til the day that one of us dies Busy woman, all the time Busy woman for the rest of my life My openings are super tight Busy woman, unless you call at night Right, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh But if you need my love My clothes are off, I'm coming over to your place (Ah-ah-ah-ah) And if you don't need (If you don't need) my love Well, I didn't want your little bitch-ass anyway 'Cause I'm a busy woman (Oh, hey) I wouldn't let you come into my calendar any night But if you want my kisses, I'll be your perfect missus (Ooh-ooh) 'Til the day that one of us dies |