K'La - Sweetest Poison lyrics

Silly me, silly me

What are you doing here in my head

Don’t you know how clumsy I could be with harms

But then again, here you are, and I won’t complain at all

Cause I know that this was different from the stars

You asked to dance, you took a chance

So I let you take the leap

Never said I wouldn’t let you take the fall

You felt the fire, you paid the price

So you get just what you are

Never knew that you’d be giving up your heart

Now here you are, off in the deep end

Of the sweetest poison known to man

Now here you are, off in the deep end

Of the sweetest poison known to man

I tried to hold you, I said stay away

I told you not tonight, not today, no not this place

You persisted, you insisted it was just a day concern

Yeah you are, off in the deep end

Of the sweetest poison known to man

Now here you are, off in the deep end

Of the sweetest poison known to man

I’m so good at being good

I’m so bad at being good to you

I’m so good at being good

I’m so bad at being good to you

Ain’t that true

And I better be good to you

Damn, his birthday in 8 days

The man’s heart I held shattered and swept away

I think of him now cause I feel the way he felt that day

It’s funny now that it feels as if it were yesterday

I did him good, I did him in, I did him pleasure

I took him in, I held him in, I drove him mad y’all

I don’t know why I did it, even I can’t forget it

But at the same time, I think I really knew it wasn’t meant

I had to let him go, I had to call it quits

I had to dodge his clothes, he threw a f*cking fit

I had to lead the rolls, I had to take the Benz

I played the cards, to this day he don’t know where it is

But those were younger days, man, those were good times

Those were dumber games, back then I was with good lines

Now it’s just you, me and these boring lights

And I must commend you,

You wee the first man to have boring fights

You were a boring nigga, with boring kisses and boring words

Your sex is cool, but you gotta get through all the boring first

Oh, I’m sorry, was that, was that really me?

Did I do something to you, that you were supposed to do to me?

Did I get done with you, while you still weren’t through with me?

Did I really leave his number on the table, where your Whone would be?

Oh, how rude of me, oh how rude of you

To make me do everything that you were about to do

Happy birthday baby!