Cursive - A Gentleman Caller Lyrics
Your gentleman caller,Well, hes been calling on anotherHe loves his forbidden fruit.And as it dribbles down his chinHe cries, baby, Ive been drinking with some friends! now how bout a little kiss...Bad boy!Rub his nose in it!What a messAnd hes playing dumbDoo do doo...Im not looking for a lovermAll those lovers are liars...Id never lie to youYou say you want to get even?Yeah, you want to getYour bad man good?Well, are you in the mood?You bad girl!Does it feel good being bad?And getting worse?Doo do doo...But in the morningOn the sober dawn of sundayYoure not sure what you have doneWho told you love was fleeting?Sometimes men can be so misleadingTo take what they need from youWhatever you need to make you feelLike youve been the one behind the wheelThe sunrise is just over that hillThe worst is overWhatever I said to make you thinkThat loves the religion of the weakThis morning we love like weaklingsThe worst is over.The worst is over.
