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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Vocals
Max Green
Max Green
Bass Guitar
Robert Ortiz
Robert Ortiz
Drums
Bryan Money
Bryan Money
Guitar
Jef Moll
Jef Moll
Programming
Omar Espinoza
Omar Espinoza
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Money
Bryan Money
Songwriter
Max Green
Max Green
Songwriter
Omar Espinoza
Omar Espinoza
Songwriter
Robert Ortiz
Robert Ortiz
Songwriter
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Baskette
Michael Baskette
Producer
Dave Holdredge
Dave Holdredge
Mixing Engineer
Jef Moll
Jef Moll
Editing Engineer
Ryan Baker
Ryan Baker
Additional Producer

Lyrics

The situations
Are irrelevant now
She loves the way that I tease
I love the way that she breathes
I touched her (Ooh)
She touched my (Ah)
It was the craziest thing
I love the girls who hate to love
Because they're just like me
A certain girl, she took my hand
And ran it up her thigh
She licked her lips and pulled my hair
I fall in love for a night
She can't behave
And I'm just a slave
Don't worry
I'll be gone when the morning comes
Darling
What is going on?
Honestly, that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins
Dying is your latest fashion
The frustration
It's a regular thing
I hate the ones who love to hate
Because they're just like me
A certain girl, she took her hand
And put it in my lap
"It's way too full," she said
Once you have me you'll always come back
She can't behave
And I'm just a slave
Don't worry
I'll be gone when the morning comes
Darling
What is going on?
Honestly, that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins
Dying is your latest fashion
I know you love to resist
And all it takes is a kiss
And you just love to hate me
You know you love all the lies
So don't act surprised
That I just love to hate you
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair
It was the craziest thing
I love the girls who love to hate
(Whoa-oh)
Darling, what is going on?
Honestly, that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins
Dying is your latest fashion
Darling, what is going on?
(Leave me)
Honestly, that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion
Leave me, go where you belong
(Don't leave)
Higher heels and lipstick napkins
Dying is your favourite passion
Written by: Escape the Fate
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