Petty Thug

I could fly over,

You could make me feel much better

We could sweep this night under a rug,

Yeah you know I'm nothing but a petty thug



I could fly myself over,

So we could rub against each other

We could fuck and you could change my world,

Yeah I know you're just a little naughty girl



Will I make the same mistake or did I learn something

Last time?

I don't know why

Just cannot wait,



Bucket's too full, we're in season tonight

I don't know why

I get distracted by your big fat sex and throw love,

Love so soon out of my system,

The romance horror and the fake bliss that comes with it



It's just not me,

It's just not me, it's just not me,

It's just notme, it's just not me,

T's just not me,

This love's not me,

This love's not me