I'm sorry for the way I treated you.
I'm stuck in my ways to just run,
In the opposite way when things get comfortable.
I'll keep on licking till your flavor is gone.

[Chorus]
It's getting more impossible
To keep a straight face
And be trusted with
I love you.

Don't trust my words when I'm in bed with you.
I'll bring the message but the message gets lost,
Yeah, you opened your legs and maybe I promised you...
You didn't notice that my ankles were crossed.

[Chorus]

Can you show me how to treat someone?
I don't recall ever learning how.
Because I keep fucking up.
I keep fucking up

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Writer(s): JUSTIN S FURSTENFELD