Smoking Gun Songtext
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Smoking Gun Songtext
My lips are soft from kissing
If I start then you might listen
It′s protection from the words that might escape
I take comfort from your silence
Conversation leaves me frightened
I'm scared I′ll give myself away
And I... could crucify myself
Sometimes I want to kiss and tell
I'm compelled to make confession
Of these little indiscretions
I feel the need to spit it out
It's a delicious feeling
This truth I am concealing
The power I′ve got to cut you down
And I... could crucify myself
Sometimes I want to kiss and tell
I′m in possession of a smoking gun
And I wanna hurt you just for fun
It's nothing you′ve said, it's nothing you′ve done
I wanna hurt you just for fun
You got in my head I question my intention
Cause I want to draw attention
To everything I've said and done
I have to close my eyes
Cause if you see them you might find
I′m tryna hide a smoking gun
And I... could crucify myself
Sometimes I want to kiss and tell
I'm in possession of a smoking gun
And I wanna hurt you just for fun
It's nothing you′ve said, it′s nothing you've done
I wanna hurt you just for fun
You got in my head
If I start then you might listen
It′s protection from the words that might escape
I take comfort from your silence
Conversation leaves me frightened
I'm scared I′ll give myself away
And I... could crucify myself
Sometimes I want to kiss and tell
I'm compelled to make confession
Of these little indiscretions
I feel the need to spit it out
It's a delicious feeling
This truth I am concealing
The power I′ve got to cut you down
And I... could crucify myself
Sometimes I want to kiss and tell
I′m in possession of a smoking gun
And I wanna hurt you just for fun
It's nothing you′ve said, it's nothing you′ve done
I wanna hurt you just for fun
You got in my head I question my intention
Cause I want to draw attention
To everything I've said and done
I have to close my eyes
Cause if you see them you might find
I′m tryna hide a smoking gun
And I... could crucify myself
Sometimes I want to kiss and tell
I'm in possession of a smoking gun
And I wanna hurt you just for fun
It's nothing you′ve said, it′s nothing you've done
I wanna hurt you just for fun
You got in my head
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