On the way coming up
I'm quiet as a cup
Be a girl anyway
Close enough

In your life
Such a mess
So small and sad, you're a skit
Got some time on the hand
On the cast there's no love

No only proof
Of love this is the truth
So I drop my hand
Look at you

You're on the club
Got to feet as they fall
Dropped on the bed
A spinning head love

Now you keep the score
Like a baby tell his war
Adam should have just stepped on the snake

Naughty boys try to come
But the best ones always go
Say goodbye with a smile
And they spoke there's no love

No, only proof 
Of love this is the truth
So I drop my hand
Look at you

You're on the club
Got to feet as they fall
Dropped on the bed
A reeling fucking stone block

Now keep the score
Like a baby tell his war
Adam should have just stepped on the snake

Adam should have just stepped on the
Adam should have just stepped
Adam should have just stepped on the snake