Danté Knows - I Didn't Come To Bali To Cry Lyrics

Rip me, call me paper
Cause you're using me, using me
Used me again
Stripped me, my forsaker
Think you fooling me, fooling me
Fooled me again
Right behind ya

Left out conversation,
Now you're lonely, ya lonely, lonely again
Worn down, out of patience
Now you know me, you know me
You own me again

Hot stuff!
You made a fool of me again,
Play that hot wax!
Keep me in tuneI'm out of brain
Hot stuff!
You made a fool of me again,
Play that hot wax!
How did I lose?

If you're not gon' take my breath away
What do you want with me, Christina?
You are not that special part of me
And I am not your Martin Gina!
If your heart won't fight to feel the chase
Then it's just barely worth breathing
Since it's not that hot to start out with
Then it's not worth fighting feelings

Left me at the hotel!
(Right behind ya, right behind ya)
Why you treat me this way?
(Right behind ya, right behind ya)
I'm at the hotel!
(Right behind ya, look behind ya)
And I got something to say!
Chorus:
Hot stuff!
You made a fool of me again
Play that hot wax!
How could I lose?
Hot stuff!
You made a fool of me again
For f*ck's sake!
How could I lose?

If you're not gon' take my breath away,
What do you want, with me Christina?
You are not that special part of me
And I am not your Martin Gina!
If your heart won't fight to feel the chase
Then it's just barely worth breathing
Since it's not that hot to start out with
Then it's not worth fighting feelings
Violence of love
It sold us out
A song
Violence of love
It sold us out
A song