Rough

Too late, suitcase
You don't like me too much
Don't look, hesitate
That'll only lead to touch
Have a lone cigarette
Take another lease on life
Won't be long, to forget
Better run, no regrets
Move along, once again
Had enough, not yet

So what happens next?
Cause I send you my best
But we both know you want me, want it rough

Ah, rough
Ah, rough
Ah-ah-ah

Cause you don't believe in love

Feeding the feeling
Pick a fight or flight in style
Keep it, secret
Another Mona Lisa smile

[Lock it up?], you pretend
In case you gotta leave one night
Just enough, silhouette
Catch the light, slit the neck
Stick them up, tourniquet
Dark of night, cold sweat

So what happens next?
Cause I send you my best
But we both know my best was never good enough
You only want someone to shoot you up

And it's so damn wrong
Ah, rough
Ah, rough
Ah-ah-ah

Wish you could give it up