skin Lyrics by Donna Missal
I’m sitting on my couch
Thinking about your mouth
And I know you’re not stupid
Wonder what your excuse is?
Did you need my attention
For your own validation?
I don’t know why I do this
And I’m not even using
I’m sitting on my couch
Thinking about your mouth
And I know you’re not stupid
Wonder what your excuse is?
Did you need my attraction
For your own satisfaction?
I don’t know why I do this
Damn, you still get under my skin
Only one time that I let you in
Didn’t even get it then
You were just trying to get, trying to get under my skin
Only one time that I let you in
Baby, you’re not my friend
Baby, I’m different and you just don’t get it
I could switch it up and re-present it
Tie it up, hand it over like a present
Mentally you were never really present
And I know you’re not stupid
Wonder what your excuse is?
We were unrealistic
And it’s so masochistic
I don’t know why I do this
Damn, you still get under my skin
Only one time that I let you in
Didn’t even get it then
You were just trying to get, trying to get under my skin
Only one time that I let you in
Baby, you’re not my friend
Baby, I’m different and you just don’t get it
It was what it was (Only one time that I let you in)
(Didn’t even get it then) So cliche that I
Was a part of your complex (You were just trying to get, trying to get under my skin)
Now you’re on to the next
I, I don’t hate you
But I need you to be
Far away from me
But you’re under my skin
Only one time that I let you in
Didn’t even get it then
You were just trying to get, trying to get under my skin
Only one time that I let you in
Baby, you’re not my friend
Baby, I’m different and you just don’t get it