Lyrics Cruel - Monica Martin

Cruel

Angel on my shoulder, till I lost it
I’m barely out the door and she’s exhausted
Flirting with the line and then I crossed it
Oh, oh
Now I’m looking back, I think I planned it
Woke up naked in a van in Paris
Tested my new love in a new language
Oh, oh
You my lover or my obligation?
While I hold you crying in this station
Weren’t you the one who said «no expectations»
Oh, oh
I make out like I’m being honest
You know I only sleep with the truth
I’m clean, I never promise
But what if I’m Cruel?
No, I don’t want to be cruel
Burn away the sins you’ve been collecting
Won’t lie to you, I’m not that condescending
I said I liked your hair, I was pretending
Oh, oh
God, pray you don’t want this more than I do
You said you didn’t give a shit but I knew
The tears run down your face in lines that I drew
Oh, oh
I make out like I’m being honest
You know I only sleep with the truth
I’m clean, I never promise
But what if I’m Cruel?
No, I don’t want to be cruel