S E N S A T I O N A L

i hit you like bang we tried to forget it but we just couldn't and i bury hatchets but i keep maps of where i put them reputation precedes me they told you I'm crazy I swear I don't love the drama it loves me And I can't let you go your hand prints on my soul It's like your eyes are liquor it's like your body is gold You've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks So here's the truth from my red lips