Keziah Thomas - Pretty Sinners

I was a puppet on your string, I loved you
So bad I couldn't give myself some love
You were addicted to my highs and lows
Like a hobby and your lies they would drown me
Oh oh oh
My warm fire in the cold, babe I burned
You tiptoed "round the rumours that I heard
Lit a match, you knew how to shut me up
Didn't leave you, guess I liked the game too
Oh my god, my head is spinning
If I'm not an angel are we both pretty sinners?
Oh my god, my head is spinning
If I'm not an angel are we both pretty sinners?
Pretty sinners, pretty pretty
Pretty sinners
If I'm not an angel are we both pretty sinners?
Pretty sinners, pretty pretty
Pretty sinners
If I'm not an angel are we both?
You took a piece of me, I lost my piece of mind
I drew you deeper in your feelings, killed your pride
Work of art, destroyed in love
Felt alive, we were so young
Spilled my secrets, filled your lungs
You took my breath, I stole your words
We were jaded, weren't we hun?
I don't blame you so don't blame my love
Oh my god, my head my head is spinning
If I'm not an angel are we both pretty sinners?
Oh my god, my head my head is spinning
If I'm not an angel are we both pretty sinners?
Pretty sinners, pretty pretty
Pretty sinners
If I'm not an angel are we both pretty sinners?
Pretty sinners, pretty pretty
Pretty sinners
If I'm not an angel are we both?

Written by:
Keziah Thomas, Varsha Srikanthan

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find