Half Past

ONE
It's Half-past that SeXy Hour.        
You're looking for love,
and I'm liking your flower.
I'll chat silky words,
they just aren't true.              
Soon you're kissing lips that don't love you.
Don't you know,this isn't true.                
Why don't you know I'm no good for you.          

PRE-CHORUS
I have no wings,
baby I'm not your savior.
I ain't no angel,
so stop diggin' my flavor.

CHORUS
Hott words that aren't true,
drip from cold hearts that don't love you.
A forked tongue licks a silver spoon.
You got nothing to win,
ande verything to lose.        
Of all  the things I wanna do,
none of them are good for you.
Forked tongues love silver spoons.
I'm here to do what I've got to do.
You're gonna get it done to you.

TWO
We're Half-Past that Twitchy Hour.
You needing love.
Give me an hour.
A promise is the night,
cause it will never stay.
You finally see the light, but still can't find your way.
An arrow through your heart.
another promise in the dark.
All These things you're gonna do?
None of them are good for you.
(All These things that you wanna do.)
(Not a single one is good for you)

THREE
Its Half-Past your Closing Hour.            
When you want love, give me a holla.
My silky words,
they can't spell true.
You'll kiss lips that don't love you.
All the thing you shouldnt do.
All of them got done to you.
It's only a game if you could win.
You roll your dice,
You'll lose again.