Lyrics 3OH!3 – Don’t Trust Me

Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And she’s an actress, actress,
But she ain’t got no need.

Tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl’s teeth,
Tell your boyfriend if he says he’s got beef,
That I’m a vegetarian and I ain’t fucking scared of him.

Chorus 2x:
She wants to touch me.
Whoa, oh,
She wants to love me.
Whoa, oh,
She’ll never leave me.
Whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh,
Don’t trust a hoe,
Never trust a hoe,
Won’t trust a hoe,
‘Cause a hoe won’t trust me.

Xs on the back of your hands,
Wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands.
And the set list, set list
You stole off the stage
Has red and purple lipstick all over the page.

Bruises cover your arms.
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm.
And the best is, best is
No one knows who you are.
Just another girl alone at the bar.

Chorus

Shush, girl, shut your lips.
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said, shush, girl, shut your lips.
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said, shush, girl, shut your lips.
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh.

Chorus