Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Baby we ain't talked in months
But that's okay, ahh
I've been taking time just to fix our love
So you'll attach to me
I believe it, you're conceded
Aint no secret you ain't going home with her
Sick of leeches on the weekends
You don't need it
I never knew love could suck like this
I never knew love could suck like this
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Why do you give them all your blood?
Belongs to me, ahh
Baby what we got's thicker than mud but just the same a fuzz
We can't be friends, not how this ends
Let me pull them, off of your skin
Sick of leeches on the weekends
Ryan Seacrest
Never knew love could suck like this
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
You're conceded, ain't no secret
Sick of leeches on the weekends
We can't be friends, let me pull them
Sick of leeches on the weekends
Erica Whitney - Leeches Lyrics
Erica Whitney - Leeches Lyrics
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Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Baby we ain't talked in months
But that's okay, ahh
I've been taking time just to fix our love
So you'll attach to me
I believe it, you're conceded
Aint no secret you ain't going home with her
Sick of leeches on the weekends
You don't need it
I never knew love could suck like this
I never knew love could suck like this
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Why do you give them all your blood?
Belongs to me, ahh
Baby what we got's thicker than mud but just the same a fuzz
We can't be friends, not how this ends
Let me pull them, off of your skin
Sick of leeches on the weekends
Ryan Seacrest
Never knew love could suck like this
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
You're conceded, ain't no secret
Sick of leeches on the weekends
We can't be friends, let me pull them
Sick of leeches on the weekends
Ooo your love sucks
Baby we ain't talked in months
But that's okay, ahh
I've been taking time just to fix our love
So you'll attach to me
I believe it, you're conceded
Aint no secret you ain't going home with her
Sick of leeches on the weekends
You don't need it
I never knew love could suck like this
I never knew love could suck like this
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Why do you give them all your blood?
Belongs to me, ahh
Baby what we got's thicker than mud but just the same a fuzz
We can't be friends, not how this ends
Let me pull them, off of your skin
Sick of leeches on the weekends
Ryan Seacrest
Never knew love could suck like this
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
Ooo your love sucks
You're conceded, ain't no secret
Sick of leeches on the weekends
We can't be friends, let me pull them
Sick of leeches on the weekends
Writer: Erica Peterson, Michael Tucker
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Erica Whitney
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Erica Peterson, Michael Tucker