Bloodsucker Songtext
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Bloodsucker Songtext
I like the way that you make promises that you can′t keep
How you tell a girl to rock your world and shy into the sheets
You're callin′ me the girl of your dreams, oh, really?
Honestly, yeah
I think you're just a tease, you tell me that you're sweet
But I just see your bitter ridden insecurities
You say you serve to please, is that what you believe?
′Cause all I ever hear about is me, me, me
God, you′re just a bloodsucker
Yeah, you're drainin′ all the hope out of me
I ain't your mother
Don′t think you're ′bout to feed off of me
'Cause I'ma find a real man who ain′t gotta pretend
That he knows the ways around a woman like me
I don′t need a bloodsucker
Just drainin' all the life out of me
I think you′re special, don't get me wrong
It takes a special kinda man to piss me off
Read the room, boy, writings on the wall
Did you really think that I was gonna call?
Oh, please, you tell me that you′re sweet
But I just see your bitter ridden insecurities
You say you serve to please, is that what you believe?
'Cause all I ever hear about is me, me, me
God, you′re just a bloodsucker
Yeah, you're drainin' all the hope out of me
I ain′t your mother
Don′t think you're ′bout to feed off of me
'Cause I′ma find a real man who ain't got to pretend
That he knows the ways around a woman like me
I don′t need a bloodsucker
Just drainin' all the life out of me
I don't need bloodsucker
′Cause I′ma find a real man who ain't got to pretend
That he knows the ways around a woman like me
I don′t need a bloodsucker
Just drainin' all the life out of me
How you tell a girl to rock your world and shy into the sheets
You're callin′ me the girl of your dreams, oh, really?
Honestly, yeah
I think you're just a tease, you tell me that you're sweet
But I just see your bitter ridden insecurities
You say you serve to please, is that what you believe?
′Cause all I ever hear about is me, me, me
God, you′re just a bloodsucker
Yeah, you're drainin′ all the hope out of me
I ain't your mother
Don′t think you're ′bout to feed off of me
'Cause I'ma find a real man who ain′t gotta pretend
That he knows the ways around a woman like me
I don′t need a bloodsucker
Just drainin' all the life out of me
I think you′re special, don't get me wrong
It takes a special kinda man to piss me off
Read the room, boy, writings on the wall
Did you really think that I was gonna call?
Oh, please, you tell me that you′re sweet
But I just see your bitter ridden insecurities
You say you serve to please, is that what you believe?
'Cause all I ever hear about is me, me, me
God, you′re just a bloodsucker
Yeah, you're drainin' all the hope out of me
I ain′t your mother
Don′t think you're ′bout to feed off of me
'Cause I′ma find a real man who ain't got to pretend
That he knows the ways around a woman like me
I don′t need a bloodsucker
Just drainin' all the life out of me
I don't need bloodsucker
′Cause I′ma find a real man who ain't got to pretend
That he knows the ways around a woman like me
I don′t need a bloodsucker
Just drainin' all the life out of me
Writer(s): Isaac Hayes, Anthony Rossomando, Andrew Michael Wells, Cecilia Mary Catherine Webber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com