some girls Lyrics

You're playing some girls by the stones

And talking to some girls in your phone

While I'm laying in your lap with a smoke

Staring at the apple in your throat

Wondering if it's been telling lies

While my head spins in your thighs

What's that glimmer in your eyes

Will it shine on my demise

Do you think I'm funny, baby

Do I drive you mad

Cause I'm giving you love, baby

Like it's all that I have

Do you think I'm just too pure

Do you think I'm here for the gold

Cause honey, I am not sure

If this is worth my soul

You're playing some girls by the stones

And talking to some girls in your phone

While I'm laying in your lap with a smoke

Staring at the apple in your throat

Wondering if it's been telling lies

While my head spins in your thighs

What's that glimmer in your eyes

Will it shine on my demise

I'm not asking for the world, baby

I don't want a diamond ring

But the lines are seeming blurred, baby

Or maybe it's the drinks

You're missing some t-shirts

And your phone is off the hook

And it could just be the nerves

Or something more, don't know, can't look

You're playing some girls by the stones

And talking to some girls in your phone

While I'm laying in your lap with a smoke

Staring at the apple in your throat

Wondering if it's been telling lies

While my head spins in your thighs

What's that glimmer in your eyes

Will it shine on my demise

Are you thinking of some girls

While I'm taking off my clothes?

Are you gonna give me everything

And then leave me with a lethal dose?

You're always playing some girls

And maybe that's a sign

Are you gonna give me everything

And leave the scene of your perfect crime?

You're playing some girls by the stones

And talking to some girls in your phone

While I'm laying in your lap with a smoke

Staring at the apple in your throat

Wondering if it's been telling lies

While my head spins in your thighs

What's that glimmer in your eyes

Will it shine on my demise

You're playing some girls by the stones

And talking to some girls in your phone

While I'm laying in your lap with a smoke

Staring at the apple in your throat