There's a Traitor in This Room - Louis XIV

I can’t be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse

I can’t be so sweet to you

Come on come by me, you look so good you know, you look so good for the summer

I wanna stroke your ego, and dress you like a prom queen while you’re hanging

tight on my attitude

The whole box, show me something

Hey girl!

Can you tell me something?

Every time I stumble it’s your tiny face I see,

You might just make a cheater out of me

Glass on the carpet, your legs on the couch

And all you wanted is my love in your mouth

You’re so bearable, such a little acceptable, while possibly incredible

I want fun

I wanna taste you like you’re fucking edible

I can’t be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse

I can’t be so sweet to you

Cathedral ceiling, chandeliers, eleven diamonds hanging from your ears

Eyes like colored pencils, drawing into me

Every time I struggle you’re the only face I see

Taking pictures of herself with her phone

Click, click sugar stick, leave the queer alone

Around the corner, confidentially, you might just make a cheater out of me

I can’t be so sweet to you, until I find the right excuse

I can’t be so sweet to you I can’t be so sweet to you, until I find the right

excuse

I can’t be so sweet to you Well we’re driving uptown in a taxi

You know something?

Well girl you better ask me

Well take your clothes off, let the driver watch

Look in the rearview mirror push the lights

2, 4, 6, 8 who do you appreciate?

ME ME ME ME ME!

Every time I stumble it’s your tiny face I see

You might just make a cheater out of me

4, 5, 6, 8 who do you appreciate?

ME ME ME ME ME!

Every time I stumble it’s your gorgeous face I see,

You might just make a traitor out of me

I can’t be so sweet to you until I find the right excuse

I can’t be so sweet to you until I find the right excuse

I can’t be so sweet to you