Sockets
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Sockets
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It wasn't her fault
She makes sugar taste like salt
Cause she was so sweet
Now you're shuffling your feet
With your hands in your pockets
It wasn't her fault
She makes sugar taste like salt
And when she walked in the room
You could hear your eyes rolling round in their sockets
Their sockets, their sockets, their sockets
She doesn't know if it's a blessing or a curse
Money in her hand but never any in her purse
Looking at the crowd thinking who's it gonna be?
Who's the lucky boy that's gonna quench my thirst?
It wasn't her fault, no she didn't have a say
Spending every second wishing they would go away
Tying up her shoes is becoming a problem
But that's the way it is and that's the way it's gonna stay
It wasn't her fault
She makes sugar taste like salt
Cause she was so sweet
Now you're shuffling your feet
With your hands in your pockets
It wasn't her fault
She makes sugar taste like salt
And when she walked in the room
You could hear your eyes rolling round in their sockets
Their sockets, their sockets, their sockets
You can point the finger but she's not the one to blame
For chemical reactions that are starting in your brain
Looking at the crowd thinking who's it gonna be?
Who's the lucky boy that's gonna ease my pain?
It wasn't her fault, no she didn't have a say
Spending every second wishing they would go away
Tying up her shoes is becoming a problem
But that's the way it is and that's the way it's gonna stay
It wasn't her fault
She makes sugar taste like salt
Cause she was so sweet
Now you're shuffling your feet
With your hands in your pockets
It wasn't her fault
She makes sugar taste like salt
And when she walked in the room
You could hear your eyes rolling round in their sockets
Their sockets, their sockets, their sockets
It wasn't her fault
It wasn't her fault
It wasn't her fault
It wasn't her fault
It wasn't her fault
It wasn't her fault
It wasn't her fault
That you could hear your eyes
Rolling round in their sockets
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