Another night we’re out on the prowl.
And I’m getting ready but she’s already out.
Flash bulbs burst in her face.
She don’t live for this shit
but it helps get her paid.
I know I’ve played the fool.
You say you can’t compare.
He’s not as good as me,
So I don’t fucking care.
So start over again coz she’s made her choice
And it ain’t you my friend
Fuck she looks good in the morning son.
She don’t belong to anyone.
She gets dressed and crosses herself again.
For the thrill of it, yeah for the thrill of it.
I’ll make moves to cut back and come out swinging.
And she’s done with sex if it isn’t with him.
For the thrill of it yeah for the thrill of it.
So give me 20 to life!
And everyday I pay for regret
with these marks on my arm
I wish weren’t permanent
Forgive my shallow soul.
She looks with wide eyes as my story is told.
I’m scared of letting go.
I’m scared of giving in.
Coz she’s so fucking pure,
Yeah she’s my everything.
Her past is laid to rest.
I know mine is as well, nothing left to confess.
Fuck she looks good in the morning son
She don’t belong to anyone
She gets dressed and crosses herself again
For the thrill of it, yeah for the thrill of it
I’ll make moves to cut back and come out swinging
And she’s done with sex if it isn’t with him
For the thrill of it yeah for the thrill of it
So give me 20 to life