Descarta

Those who are not good always make delicious love
And those who are good always make boring love
That's why I keep laying my body
In these wrong beds

Get out of here with these twisted ideas
I know you're into games
You just want to use my body
To ghost me again
Just don't insist a little more

Don't hit on me again
You know I'm weak-minded
Today you catch me off guard
Make sweet love
Tomorrow you discard

Don't hit on me again
You know I'm weak-minded
Today you catch me off guard
Make sweet love
Tomorrow you discard

Don't hit on me again
Cry my accordion player
Get out of here with these twisted ideas, you hear?

Get out of here with these twisted ideas
I know you're into games
You just want to use my body
To ghost me again
Just don't insist a little more

Don't hit on me again
You know I'm weak-minded
Today you catch me off guard
Make sweet love
Tomorrow you discard

Don't hit on me again
You know I'm weak-minded
Today you catch me off guard
Make sweet love
Tomorrow you discard

Don't hit on me again
You know I'm too weak-minded
Today you catch me off guard
Make sweet love
Tomorrow you discard

Don't hit on me again
You know I'm weak-minded
Today you catch me off guard
Make sweet love
Tomorrow you discard

Don't hit on me again
Not on me Gilmarzin
Today you catch me off guard
Make sweet love
Tomorrow you discard

Don't hit on me again