leave marks, not questions⌠i want bruises that feel like love
read me like a poem, touch me like a sin, ruin me like a favorite song
harder⌠deeper⌠like that
iâm soft, until u tell me not to be⌠then iâll show u how deep it goes
leave marks, not questions⌠i want bruises that feel like love
the way u talk got me wet before u even touched me
letâs not play games unless they end with me on my knees
i like eye contact while u say things thatâd make others blush
i donât need flowers, i need bruises in the shape of ur fingers
donât tease me unless u plan to keep going til iâm breathless
take ur time ruinin meâi wanna feel every second
i donât need flowersâjust fingers around my throat
make me blush with words uâd never say in public
keep ur voice lowâmy knees r already weak
itâs not teasing if u donât plan to finish
i arch better when u growl
iâm good at bad decisions
make me blush with words uâd never say in public
say please while u beg me to misbehave
lips r made for more than talkin