[00:00.000] 作词 : Kayleigh O'Connor/Austin Corona/Wyatt Bernard[00:00.445] 作曲 : Kayleigh O'Connor/Austin Corona/Wyatt Bernard[00:00.891]His hand, his love[00:04.744]That guy, that boy[00:09.445]His voice was like a hand between my legs[00:12.974]Front seat of his Bronco, cruising down La Brea babe[00:17.851]And I worship the myth I made outta you[00:26.497]His eyes were like gold in the sun[00:30.595]Pretty like summer, rich like a son of a bitch[00:35.196]And I worship the myth I made outta you[00:43.723]I was on my knees in his bedroom, giving him head[00:50.821](He says, I'm the best at it)[00:53.125]He lied to me, broke the one rule I can't forgive[00:59.391](Think this guy's gotta death wish)[01:02.126]Guess I'm not the girl you'd thought I'd be[01:06.851](You wanna **** with me, you might as well go **** yourself)[01:10.420]I know that I look sweet, but I bite baby[01:15.680](You wanna **** with me, you might as well go **** yourself)[01:19.061]I loved him like an angel on cocaine[01:22.712]Pure in the heart, and now pure in the rage[01:26.904]'Cause I worship the myth I made outta you[01:36.411]And my heart was like a paper you would roll[01:40.155]Light it on fire, getting half from my soul[01:44.538]'Cause I worship the myth I made outta you[01:53.862]I was on my knees in his bedroom, giving him head[02:01.228](He says, I'm the best at it)[02:02.889]He lied to me, broke the one I can't forgive[02:09.332](Think this guy's gotta death wish)[02:11.999]Guess I'm not the girl you'd thought I'd be[02:16.537](You wanna **** with me, you might as well go **** yourself)[02:20.279]I know that I look sweet, but I bite baby[02:25.346](You wanna **** with me, you might as well go **** yourself)[02:29.229]I'm so ****ing evil[02:31.303]Ask the preacher, ask the people[02:33.242]Ask that ex that ****ing tried me[02:35.535]In a ditch somewhere behind me[02:37.826]I guess I'm not the girl you'd thought I'd be[02:42.870](You wanna **** with me, you might as well go **** yourself)[02:47.918]Hekate, Hekate, Hekate, Hekate[03:03.600]His voice was like a hand between my legs[03:07.609]Front seat of his Bronco, cruising down La Brea babe[03:11.815]I cursed it[03:14.751]The myth I made outta you