You want me, you want me Want me to stroke your ego Beg for it, die for it I got the touch, placebo Nothin' that you wouldn't do Lie to get back in my room 'Cause that's what narcissists do You want me, you want me Want me to stroke
Say it's hard to breathe inside my ocean I gave you the deep, but you're still floating You would let me drown to save your own life Don't think I can't see your soul is soaking
It's always in my head Everything is always about you You tell me you're a book that I misread You just wanna tell me what to do, ooh whoa oh
You want me, you want me Want me to stroke your ego Beg for it, die for it I got the touch, placebo Nothin' that you wouldn't do Lie to get back in my room 'Cause that's what narcissists do You want me, you want me Want me to stroke Stroke
Gather all your money, make a symphony I looked it over and the thing got steeper, yeah And even though you wanted me sweet, you could call me savory You're treading water and the wound got deeper
It's always in my head Everything is always about you (You used to get it on the low) You tell me you're a book that I misread (You always said I was your type) (You said you got it down below) You just wanna tell me what to do, ooh whoa oh (You wanna give it to me right)
Tell me you're so good at it, good at it You say don't wanna quit, and you You say you won't run out of love, out of love Say you got enough of it for two I'm ended up, you been invited You've been tellin' me, now I'm afraid You're running up to the table invited You want a taste of my lemonade, yeah
You want me, you want me Want me to stroke your ego Beg for it, die for it I got the touch, placebo Nothin' that you wouldn't do Lie to get back in my room 'Cause that's what narcissists do You want me, you want me Want me to stroke
Compositores: Aron Forbes, BANKS, The Wiild & Tim Anderson