Lipstick, quick fix, midnight drama
Should’ve make your fat head spin
Too hot, I’m not the devils daughter
But I never could fit in
Guilty of playing with fire sometimes
Guilty of burning to bright (So light my fuse)
It’s on, it’s on, it’s on, it’s on, it’s on
I will be your I-I will be your
Yeah, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
I will be your, I will be your cherry bomb
Cherry bomb, cherry bomb
Cherry-cherry-cherry bomb
I will be your I will be your cherry bomb
A kiss like this without a conscious shoulda wet your appetite (Appetite)
No, I won’t try to make any sense of your precious wrong and right
Guilty of playing with fire sometimes
Guilty of burning to bright (So light my fuse)