steal from your pockets and yes sir i lied what do you want me to do i don t know my name and i don t care for friends how can i take care of you the stars left the morning came you know i m just a good time girl leaving you lonely i don t care at all no i can t be good for you i ll become weary you won t get to know me but what you receive will be pure i ll give you small doses cause my heart s been wasted and i can t belong anymore it s closing time and the aftermath this heartache s been coming on slow warming these curling our lips are unfolding gold on my chest as he falls  won t be imprisoned by judgments and wisdom come to my lap be a man i m off the breast and i m learning to hunt regianni yeah he d understand be bold but don t fight me and don t try to move me now no need for romance to wake up the dormant the seasons are coming around steal from your pockets and yes sir i lied what do you want me to do i don t know my name and i don t care for friends how can i take care of you the stars left the morning came you know i m just a good time girl leaving you lonely i don t care at all no i can t be good for you i ll become weary you won t get to know me but what you receive will be pure i gave you small doses cause my heart s been wasted and i can t belong anymore it s closing time and the aftermath this heartache s been coming on slow warming these curling our lips are unfolding gold on my chest as he falls1