To The Streets Lyrics

When the moon is full, shining down on the street

It makes me look so good, by hiding all my grief

Cause when I look at you, I feel almost nothing to make our love work

Cause you ain't so loyal

I wish I didn't smell the cologne and his gel on your fingers and lips

Your fiendish hands on his hips

You said we'd live merrily, well, what a fuckin' fat chance that'd be

Cause you've been playin' good, I wish you understood

You messed up this love, the pureness of my heart

With wounds that dig so deep, girl, you belong on the streets

I wish I didn't smell the cologne and his gel on your fingers and lips

Your fiendish hands on his hips

You said we'd live merrily, well, what a fuckin' fat chance that'd be

Cause you've been playin' good, I wish you understood

You messed up this love, the pureness of my heart

With wounds that dig so deep, girl, you belong on the streets.