Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Twisted, artist - Alex Who?. Album song This is Who, Pt. 1 - EP, in the genre СоулDate of issue: 31.08.2017
Record label: EMPIRE
Song language: English
Twisted |
| So, you think you found yourself another mister right |
| The perfect guy to keep you warm at night |
| But what you don't know is he got one on the side |
| For every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday night |
| You don't know it and it's such a shame |
| That by Friday he's forgotten all their names |
| He's never lying when he says he's working late |
| He's working hard to get those dresses off his dates |
| But you can dry your eyes my love |
| Darling, you're not to blame |
| 'Cause, in the end, they arе all the same, all the samе |
| Oh, why must it be this way? |
| Can't believe anything they say |
| When nobody shows their face |
| In this twisted little game we play |
| Why must it be this way? |
| In the end, it's a cruel charade |
| It's our own hearts that we betray |
| In this twisted little game we play |
| So, you think you found yourself an angel in disguise |
| You swear you see it when you look into her eyes |
| But the truth is that you're blind to all her lies |
| You really think that all she wants is a nice guy |
| I'm not saying that that's not completely true |
| But what you don't know is that she's got a few |
| You're one of many, yeah I hate to break the news |
| But tell me where you think she got those Jimmy Choo's? |
| [Pre-Chorus] |
| But you can dry your eyes my love |
| Darling, you're not to blame |
| 'Cause, in the end, they are all the same, all the same |
| Oh, why must it be this way? |
| Can't believe anything they say |
| When nobody shows their face |
| In this twisted little game we play |
| Why must it be this way? |
| In the end, it's a cruel charade |
| It's our own hearts that we betray |
| In this twisted little game we play |
| Everyone's so damn fake |
| Everyone's so afraid |
| So don't let them change your way |
| Oh, why must it be this way? |
| Can't believe anything they say |
| When nobody shows their face |
| In this twisted little game we play |
| Why must it be this way? |
| In the end, it's a cruel charade |
| It's our own hearts that we betray |
| In this twisted little game we play |
| Oh, why must it be this way? |
| Can't believe anything they say |
| When nobody shows their face |
| In this twisted little game we play |
| Why must it be this way? |
| In the end, it's a cruel charade |
| It's our own hearts that we betray |
| In this twisted little game we play |