Naivete
Mickey Francesca
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Look at you drinking out of your rose-coloured glasses
Baby blue, tell me how I’m supposed to fix this
Quiet down and smoke your silver cigarettes in peace
Coming round, your false naivete isn’t putting me at ease
I’ll come in, you’ll take off your plasticine grin
We’ll have it out, but you always find your way back to my mouth
You’ve got a habit of leaving me cold, locking me out with no way home
You’ve got a habit of falling through, and I’m addicted to wanting you
You were biting your nails, I was biting my excited tongue
“Babe we’re going nowhere” Well we might as well get there while we’re young
Drinking nights away is a vapid thing but I love every bit
Naivete, your little plan’s never gonna make me quit
I’ll come in, you’ll step out of your optimistic skin
We’ll have it out, but you always find your way back to my mouth
You’ve got a habit of leaving me cold, locking me out with no way home
You’ve got a habit of falling through, and I’m addicted to wanting you
Chew me out and kick me to the curb when you’re done with me
Give me the runaround, but call me up at 3 when you just can’t sleep
And you need me
You’ve got a habit of leaving me cold, locking me out with no way home
You’ve got a habit of falling through, and I’m addicted to wanting you
Baby blue, tell me how I’m supposed to fix this
Quiet down and smoke your silver cigarettes in peace
Coming round, your false naivete isn’t putting me at ease
I’ll come in, you’ll take off your plasticine grin
We’ll have it out, but you always find your way back to my mouth
You’ve got a habit of leaving me cold, locking me out with no way home
You’ve got a habit of falling through, and I’m addicted to wanting you
You were biting your nails, I was biting my excited tongue
“Babe we’re going nowhere” Well we might as well get there while we’re young
Drinking nights away is a vapid thing but I love every bit
Naivete, your little plan’s never gonna make me quit
I’ll come in, you’ll step out of your optimistic skin
We’ll have it out, but you always find your way back to my mouth
You’ve got a habit of leaving me cold, locking me out with no way home
You’ve got a habit of falling through, and I’m addicted to wanting you
Chew me out and kick me to the curb when you’re done with me
Give me the runaround, but call me up at 3 when you just can’t sleep
And you need me
You’ve got a habit of leaving me cold, locking me out with no way home
You’ve got a habit of falling through, and I’m addicted to wanting you
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