Eve Buckley - Big Shot Lyrics

He's not the best fit for your soul, dear
He'll stroke your hair whilst reciting all the things a girl wants to hear
But still you listen so close
And at the time
All you wanna do is just succumb to his fantasy
Land of depth and understanding that you crave but you'll never see
If you let him come too close
And my weaknesses lie in trusting all of mankind to
Not f*ck me over for once
But this time I see the signs you're saying, 'Will you be mine?'
And I remind myself, you think you're a
Big shot and you know how to play 'em well
You're sweet until they're sick and then you tell them to go to hell
Big shot you don't care about me
Just keep on walking' round and thinking' you're some VIP, oh
Now this is a test of your control, dear
Try not to stare through his eyes swimming in light
Believes that he might be getting so close
But after a while
All you wanna do is unveil his insecurities
Each one a reason for the way he treats people as objects to use
I'm getting so close
But my weaknesses lie in trusting all of mankind to
Not f*ck me over for once
But this time I see the signs saying 'Will you be mine?'
And I remind myself, you think you're a
Big shot and you know how to play 'em well
You're sweet until they're sick and then you tell them to go to hell
Big shot you don't care about me
Just keep on walkin' round and thinkin' you're some VIP
You love
Attacking the weakest to build up your strength
All I hear is
Downright desperation which won't be satisfied
By myself cos you're
A big shot and you know how to play 'em well
You're sweet until they're sick and then you tell them to go to hell
Big shot you don't care about me
Just keep on walkin' round and thinkin' you're some
A big shot think you know how to play 'em well
You're sweet until they're sick and then you tell them to go to hell
Big shot you don't care about me
Just keep on walkin' round and thinkin' you're some VIP