I ain’t coming to your house
I ain’t crawling in your bed
I don’t wanna be the only thing running through your head
I don’t want you to want me
You ain’t what I need
But baby please
Make a liar out of me

I don’t wanna taste what’s on your lips
I don’t wanna feel your fingertips
I don’t wanna turn your neon on
I don’t wanna leave you burning all night long
Don’t wanna wake up in your sheets
Baby, please, make a liar out of me

I don’t wanna see your headlights
Hear the screen door clings
I ain’t tellin’ you the keys underneath that little red back door brick
I ain’t waitin’ here for ya, to someplace I’d rather be
Baby please make a liar out of me

I don’t wanna taste what’s on your lips
I don’t wanna feel your fingertips
I don’t wanna turn your neon on
I don’t wanna leave you burning all night long
Don’t wanna wake up in your sheets
Baby, please, make a liar out of me

I ain’t wanting me to stay
I don’t wanna make you mine
Just wanna make a fire
So you can make a lie out of me all night

I don’t wanna taste what’s on your lips
I don’t wanna feel your fingertips
I don’t wanna turn your neon on
I don’t wanna leave you burning all night long
Don’t wanna wake up in your sheets
Baby, please, make a liar out of me

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