I Wanna Be Your Lover - Live

de Naive

Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the table
Shuffle up my heart, I know that she able
I know that she able
I can tell the times you get lost in the moment
Read between your lines know you're mine and that I can hold it
This whole world seems revolting
You're still my girl let's get going
Late night hit me up cause I know that I'm a convenience
Taste like every other time for the same reason
Fucking manic I've been famished
Of any sort of love but still manage
Silence is golden then why are your eyes red
Covers that we were once lovers in
And I don't think I can start again
Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the tables
Shuffle up my heart I know that she able
Crisscross bets all night
My loss if I play this right
Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the tables
Shuffle up my heart I know that she able
Crisscross bets all night
My loss if I play this right
Late night hit me up cause I know that I'm a convenience
Taste like every other time for the same reason
Fucking manic I've been famished
Of any sort of love but still manage

Everything worked so different when I chose to abandon
Everything I knew about trust and false damage
But still I think about you sometimes
But I'll manage despite me being horrified
Once I dress my wounds I feel way better
Though nothing I could ever do will bring me last November
That’s the last time I ever give my heart and soul
Now I push away attachment knowing I'm too cold
I know it all comes back to my own faults
But I could not stop them
That shit like the whole problem
So when my lungs fail
And my heart stops
I'm ok with a funeral full of no one

Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the tables
Shuffle up my heart I know that she able
Crisscross bets all night
My loss if I play this right
Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the tables
Shuffle up my heart I know that she able
Crisscross bets all night
My loss if I play this right
Late night hit me up cause I know that I'm a convenience
Taste like every other time for the same reason
Fucking manic I've been famished
Of any sort of love but still manage

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