Miami For The Weekend

I didn't like her
I didn't like her broken morals, hands on her hips
She's fucking God though
All across
With the vodka spillin' down the front of the dress just like a rockstar
Without rules

I fucking hate you
I really do
I do what God says
I tell the truth
I tell the—

Who just put this fucking gun in my hand?
I'm just in Miami for the weekend
I don't wanna do this, can we leave now?
Pull the fucking trigger like a man now

I think I love you
I really do
Yeah, there's a dark place honey, in the alley ahead
And I know it's the way you go back to your bed
Go on then, go on in

Who just put this fucking gun in my hand?
I'm just in Miami for the weekend
I don't wanna do this, can wе leave now?
Pull the fucking triggеr like a man now

Like a man now
Pull the fucking trigger like a—
Like a man now
Pull the fucking trigger like a—

I think I love you
I really do
I think I love you
I really do
I really—

I really do
I really do (Ooooh)
I really do (Ooooh)
I really do (Ooooh)
I really do (Ooooh)
I really do (Ooooh)
(I really do)