Exploring the tumultuous nature of fleeting encounters, this track delves into the raw and often chaotic emotions that accompany physical relationships devoid of emotional depth. The lyrics oscillate between moments of intense connection and stark disillusionment, reflecting a struggle between desire and the realization of its superficiality. The repeated references to betrayal and disappointment suggest a critique of how casual intimacy might lead to feelings of emptiness or regret. Ultimately, the song portrays a night that is as much about self-discovery as it is about connecting with another, serving as a cautionary tale about the consequences of seeking fulfillment in transient pleasures.
Not the American Average
Lyrics
One, two, three, four (all the things that she said, was it all in my head?)
Come on, baby
Keep it down
Honey, hush your lips
Clothes trailing
From the backdoor
To the bedroom
And I don't even know your name
Give me all you've got
Make this night worth my time
Make this worth my time (oh)
What I would give to live this night again
I knew when I first saw you
You'd fuck like a whore
You'd fuck like a whore
I can hear you screaming for more (yeah)
Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze
My lips, your poison
They bring you to your knees
Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze
My lips, your poison
They bring you to your knees
Ah, come on
Girl, get down
It's almost over
Take it all the way
Oh
You stupid fucking whore
And after all of all my dreaming being only you
You're standing there, baby, oh
The things that I could do
Back to the wall with a drink in my hand
Back it up, baby, ride, ride, ride
One step too late
And I never told you
That I can't take
Another disappointment
Breathing and grasping all leads to another messy ending
Breathing and grasping all leads to another messy ending
Ten inch
With your back against the wall
With your face buried in the pillow
I see you cold
I feel you heartless
Bitch
You stupid fucking bitch
You stupid fucking bitch
Fucking bitch
Writer(s): Benjamin Bruce, Danny Worsnop, James Cassells
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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