Lyrics
It's getting harder to breathe
There's bugs everywhere
It's getting harder to see
There's lust in the air
This isn't love
It's a quick fix in a bathroom
This isn't love
What am I supposed to do
When you look at me like that
I know just what you want
And I feel my back snap
I've got no spine to tell you
That what we do is wrong
We're too far gone
You smell like the pesticide they use on roses
And I can't decide if I like the choking
But one thing I know through all the moaning
Is I hate the way you make my skin burn
You drag your fingers across my bare skin
I start to feel the pity settle in
Your hands start to wander and it doesn't make sense
I don't understand why I'm still in this bed
Cause this isn't love
It's cheap infatuation
This can't be love
What am I supposed to do
When you look at me like that
I know just what you want
And I feel my back snap
I've got no spine to tell you
That what we do is wrong
We're too far gone
You smell like the pesticide they use on roses
And I can't decide if I like the choking
But one thing I know through all the moaning
Is I hate the way you make my skin burn
You don't wanna establish a connection
I don't wanna be your bedroom friend
It'd be a joke to say we do this for affection
Just give it up, no need to pretend
You don't want to establish a connection
And I don't want to be your bedroom friend
It'd be a joke to say we do this for affection
Just give it up, no need to pretend
I don't want to pretend anymore
You smell like the pesticide they use on roses
And I'm sure that I really don't like the choking
But one thing I know through all the moaning
Is please get your hands off of me
You taste like the pesticide they use on roses
You taste like the pesticide they use on roses
And I should have known I'd get poisoned
You taste like the pesticide they use on roses
WRITERS
Natasha Lynch
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Disgust
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Sexual
