Well, I can tell that you're new at this
'Cause you keep your number blocked
F*ck like there's no tomorrow
But you keep your eyes on the clock
And I confess that my religion
Took a detour down your sides
Just call me a scholar curating
A library of good times
You're the scourge of this bed
'Cause I'm the one that said,
Baby, tonight, there's better things
To get a taste of than lead
And I said, all that fire in your veins, it's just decor
Without the coal in your heart to match
If we're sinners, let's be Sin Royale
Rule the world from a hotel suite or bathroom stall
Get higher and higher just to break your fall
So when you're done playin' like you're done with me
Just gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a call
Call your lap the electric chair
All your lovers are gone in a flash
You give me lashes, I'm just
Giving you whiplash, and
They're lining up to kiss your scars
But they don't stay the night
They're lining up to give you scars
And they don't stay the night
We're just another contribution
To the moans through the halls
And the blood on the walls
Would it kill you to call?
All that life in your eyes, it's just decor
Without the coal in your heart to match
If we're sinners, let's be Sin Royale
Rule the world from a hotel suite or bathroom stall
Get higher and higher just to break your fall
So when you're done playin' like you're done with me
Just gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a call
If we're sinners, let's be Sin Royale
Rule the world from a hotel suite or bathroom stall
Get higher and higher just to break your fall
So when you're done playin' like you're done with me
Just gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a call
Kiss, kill, bite, suck
Rise, fall, fight, f*ck
Take tears, make wine
Love, hate, live, die
Kiss, kill, bite, suck
Rise, fall, fight, f*ck
Take tears, make wine
Love, hate, live, die