Текст Fickle Friends – Sugar

Hate me, feels like we’re in a boxing ring
And my money’s on you to win
Maybe I’m (ah-ah)
Maybe you’re bitter, maybe I am just too sweet

(Ah, hey)
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing by tomorrow
And you don’t, and you don’t, no you don’t know you’re sugar
When I say you’re a sugar rush
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)

Save me, such a fool for your vanity
And you’re too fond of your face
Maybe I’m (ah-ah)
Maybe you’re different, maybe I don’t have the cheek
Level with me, baby

How are you getting what you want?
How can I know, how can I know?

(Hey)
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing by tomorrow
And you don’t, and you don’t, no you don’t know you’re sugar
When I say you’re a sugar rush (rush, rush, rush)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)

I am one with your agony
You do love like you’re on TV
Leave me out like your family
When was the last time that you were happy?
I am one with your agony
You do love like you’re on TV

(Hey)
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing by tomorrow
And you don’t, and you don’t know, you don’t know you’re sugar
When I say you’re a sugar rush
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Sugar rush
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)