Better Kind Of Best Friend
Xana
3:40He punched me in the mouth And it felt like a gift I bet you'll never know How twisted that role is Yeah, it's true what they say Boys think with their dicks No, this ain't something That sorry can fix You're fuckin' with a goddess And the bitch bites back I'd love it if you're honest But it ain't like that Boy, now you're the one who's godless, mhm Am I scaring you yet? Am I scaring you yet? 'Cause I might do you wrong But it'll feel right Let you play along Act like a tough guy I can be the jailer And you can pay the crimes Ooh, you do it all the time He said my pretty face shouldn't look this way He thinks that my body is his to take He won't look me in the eyes Afraid to see what's looking back Oh, you'll regret doing the devil dirty like that He believed that I could take a beating (ooh) But the bruises down my back don't mean a damn thing (ooh) Cause I brought the god of war to his knees With the back of my hand wiped his blood from my cheek Now you're pointing fingers into mirrors (aye aye) Crying thinking somebody will hear ya (yeah yeah) But this bitch is your queen I can promise you one thing You won't like me when I'm mean Mean, mean You won't like me when I'm mean You're fuckin' with a goddess And the bitch bites back I'd love it if you're honest But it ain't like that Boy, now you're the one who's godless, mhm Am I scaring you yet? Am I scaring you yet? 'Cause I might do you wrong But it'll feel right Let you play along Act like a tough guy I can be the jailer And you can pay the crimes Ooh, you do it all the time There's a ribbon 'round my neck and it's red, it's red Sweeter than the liquid that I bled, I bled Heaven ain't a place you forget, forget When there's hell to pay You'll be screaming our names Goddess, goddess Baby boy is fuckin' with a goddess (aye aye) Goddess, goddess Baby boy is motherfucking godless Fuckin' with a goddess (goddess) And the bitch bites back I'd love it if you're honest (honest) But it ain't like that Boy now you're the one who's godless, mhm (you're the one who's godless) Am I scaring you yet? Am I scaring you yet? 'Cause I might do you wrong But it'll feel right Let you play along Act like a tough guy (so tough) I can be the jailer And you can pay the crimes, ooh I do it all the time I do it all the time I do it all the time Prayed, you're gonna wish you prayed Gonna wish you prayed, prayed