forgiver

My proposition is

I'll be your wife, well for a week

I'll be your sugar and cream, your chamomile tea leaf

I'll sit next to your throne on both hands and knees

Pretty please

I think its something like that

I don't want you to think you're sad, blink

Faster to the beat i want it bad, think

Hard about if you're comin back

Hold on now i don't think you're mad,wink

I just know you're better as my man, i think