Pariquel

My girl
She ain't the best
And boy she looks pretty
Average undressed
Her eyes climb
All over mine
Tie me up slowly
And leave me to die

Oh no
Where did you go
Folded onto the floor
Sunday
We were divine
Monday
My heart was mine

I could've warned you then
She's done a hundred men
I could've warned you
But I lied
She is not yours but mine

My girl
She won't confess
But she'll be your lover
And maybe your guest
Her eyes shine
They'll drape you blind
Cut you in pieces
And rape your insides

Oh no
Where did you go
Folded onto the floor
Sunday
We were divine
Monday
My heart was mine

I could've warned you then
She's done a hundred men
I could've warned you
But I lied
She is not yours but mine

My girl
Simply so fine
Calls our conception
A glorious crime
As time flies
Faster than light
& leaves your emotions
Tied up inside

Oh no
Where did you go
Folded onto the floor
Sunday
We were divine
Monday
My heart was mine

I could've warned you then
She's done a hundred men
I could've warned you
But I lied
She is not yours but mine

Lalalalalalalala

She is not yours but mine