_____ by Poetuncut

I could tell the way you looked at me you wanted to fuck
But we still played our mind games of fronting, But I knew what was up.
You'd wait for me to call, cause you knew I would.
I could tell you were a bad girl and just pretended to be good.
I could tell you wanted to try me
Curiousity that's all
Wanted to see could I deliver to your desirous call.
You wanted to know if I was better than him.
If you really wanted to be what was hidden within.
You fooled all the rest of them but I could tell.

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