Alba s touto skladbou:
Insomniatic,
22, 5’5”, blonde hair
Red lips, pale skin, arrogance in the air
Fun times, cigarettes, can you smoke over there?
Some lies, and a cup of coffee to share
New York is where the devil goes
When the summer starts
You give her the world
She leaves you with a broken heart
Another man at home, she left all alone
Two years ago, I wonder if he even knows
The saying goes, “what he doesn’t know, won’t hurt”
He’ll have lies for breakfast and death for dessert
[Pre-Hook]
And if I live past my time, would you bury me alive?
And if we end up in Vegas, would you marry me tonight?
[Hook]
You want flattery, money and cars
Clothes and gold, you want it all
Don’t flatter me, ‘cause baby I know
You don’t love me at all
But you gon’ need me, you gon’ need me
You gon’ need me—to fuel that attitude
And you gon’ need me, you gon’ need me
You gon’ need me—to flatter you
[Verse 2]
23, 6’2”, brown hair
New shirt, new cologne, wasn’t from around here
Ego, some charm, it was commitment that he feared
‘Cause if you’re never scared, you shall never shed a tear
Loneliness is where you go when the loving’s gone
‘Cause there’s nothing wrong when she has nothing on
But when she starts to ask the questions
Use flattery as misdirection—so
We’ll take it slow—with my hand up your skirt
The lies or the truth, I don’t know what is worse
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
[Bridge]
And if I live past my time, you’d probably bury me alive
And if we ended up in Vegas, you’d never marry me tonight
[Outro]
I want flattery, money and cars, clothes and hoes, I want it all
Don’t flatter me, ‘cause baby you know I don’t love you at all
But I’m a need you, I’m a need you
I’m a need you to fuel this attitude
And I’m a need you, I’m a need you
I’m a need you, to be flattered too
