And I'm a fluttery, finicky bitch
I'm Taio Cruz
Don't be surprised if I'm the type of girl you lose
Worn cement in my summer shoes
How I learned to fear the water
How I'm wishing that I had
Something a little more to offer you than "I like you"
I'm a great piece of shit
How little I'm disliked is
Something I will never get
I'm insecure, I know what for, I still believe it
How I never learn the difference between 'love it or leave it'
How it's true I'm kinda honest
When I have little more to offer you than "I like you"
And I'll be warm in the arms connected to my body
And I'll keep clean even when my room's a little shoddy
And I don't need somebody, and that somebody is
I'll be warm in the arms connected to my body
And I'll keep clean even when my room's a little shoddy
And I don't need somebody, and that somebody is you