The Thrill

Why you gotta mess with my head
Fuck with my mind?
Just tell me if you

I don't like to beat around the bush
I never seem to want the things I should
Cos they make it easy
You know I don’t like it easy babe

Hit me with a candid line or two
I'll level out the playing field with you
I'm not gonna give in
No it won’t be as fun then aye

Two can play at that game
Take this one to the grave
We give Love a bad name
Blame it on the whiskey
Gotcha feeling frisky
Aye

Why you gotta mess with my head
Fuck with my mind?
Just tell me if you really want me
Don't waste my time

Stop with that hey!
You've crossed the line
The thrill of being wrong makes all we did feel so right

It ain't fair what you do to me
For the love of God you got me
Finger biting on the edge
When you say my name like that

Tell me all the things that you wish
You could do to me right now and
Better than my ex, better than my next

Two can play at that game
Take this one to the grave
We give Love a bad name
Blame it on the whiskey
Gotcha feeling frisky
Aye

Why you gotta mess with my head
Fuck with my mind?
Just tell me if you really want me
Don't waste my time

Stop with that hey!
You've crossed the line
The thrill of being wrong makes all we did feel so right

Mess with my head
Fuck with my mind?
Just tell me if you really want me
Don't waste my time

Stop with that hey!
You've crossed the line
The thrill of being wrong makes all we did feel so right

Mess with my head
Fuck with my mind?
Just tell me if you really want me
Don’t waste my time

Stop with that hey!
You’ve crossed the line
The thrill of being wrong makes all we did feel so right