Temptress – Ilana Charnelle

From the album Play Nice (2018).

I’m oh-so-good at getting real messed up over you
They see right through me and I call it love
Put my heart in your hands, and it’s on fire
One day I’ll wake up with the last sad song
That I’ll ever write on the tip of my tongue
But I’ll take what I can, and love the liar

A straight-up mess of fraying endings, I
Get caught up over things that I can’t help
Ooh I can’t help myself

A temptress
Before I knew what it meant
I’ll make eyes at you from across the room
But you won’t take me home with you
And years from now, with the lights out
You’ll feel my sting from miles around
In your chest, in your skin, in your lungs
I’ll linger on

An iron bar across my chest, hell it’s just
A little baggage that can help attest
To the damage I’ve done, it’s so much fun
Looking for love in the wrong places, I’ve
Made a lot out of living straight through hell
Ooh, I can’t help myself

A temptress
Before I knew what it meant
I’ll make eyes at you from across the room
But you won’t take me home with you
And years from now, with the lights out
You’ll feel my sting from miles around
In your chest, in your skin, in your lungs
I’ll linger on

I need that spark like most need air to fill their lungs
A thousand matches light me up, warmed by what I’ve done
I need that spark like most need air to fill their lungs
A thousand matches light me up, warmed by what I’ve done
Ooh, yeah

A temptress
Before I knew what it meant
I’ll make eyes at you from across the room
But you won’t take me home with you
And years from now, with the lights out
You’ll feel my sting from miles around
In your chest, in your skin, in your lungs
I’ll linger on

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