Letras
We've made ourselves sick
Stuck in our ways, ways, ways
We can't deny it
And we can't control it
Don't you cry for him?
Don't you moan for him?
Don't you bleed for him?
And aren't you a slave to him?
And you love it
And you love it
Skin tight
Skin tight
Woah, woah, woah woah
Woah, woah, woah woah
And you love it
We know it's not right
Living this way, way, way
We don't resist it
Yet we don't accept it
Why do we cry for him?
Why do we moan for him?
Why do we bleed for him?
Why are we a slave to him?
And we love it
And we love it
Skin tight
Skin tight
Woah, woah, woah woah
Woah, woah, woah woah
And you love it
Make me pay, make me stay
You have nothing in your way
Make me pay, make me stay
You have nothing in your way
Make me pay, make me stay
You have nothing in your way
Make me pay, make me stay
You have nothing in your way
And you love it
And you love it
Skin tight
Skin tight
Woah, woah, woah woah
Woah, woah, woah woah
And you love it