Sick sick sick... we need to talk it over
Cause your lipstick is all I think about
I saw surprise in your eyes when I said it was really over
But now I'm lost and you're found and you're thinking it's like solid gold..
Quit quit quit...trying to pull me under
I'm not equipped for your mental games
I saw the prize in your thighs but by then I was nearly sober
Now I'm lost and you're found, got me living under ground and your thinking it's like, solid gold..
<Instrumental Bridge>
We're still gold
I said oh.. oh everything is gold
All the pettiness, lies and..
I said oh.. oh everything is gold
All the pettiness, lies and..
I said oh.. oh everything is gold
All the pettiness, lies and..
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