Squad Five-o - Lost In The City lyrics

You can call me a sinner

You can call me a saint

Celebrate me for who I am

Dislike me for what I ain't

Put me up on a pedestal

Or drag me down in the dirt

Sticks and stones will break my bones

But your names will never hurt

I'll be the garden

You be the snake

All of my fruit is yours to take

Better the devil that you know

Your love for me will grow

Because

This is who I am

You can

Like it or not

You can

Love me or leave me

Cus I'm never gonna stop

No no

Cleopatra had her way

Matahari too

Whether they were good or bad

Is strictly up to you

Life is a paradox and it doesn't make much sense

Can't have the Femme without the Fatale

Please don't take offense

Don't let the fruit rot under the vine

Fill up your cup and let's drink the wine

Better the devil that you know

Your love for me will grow

Because

no no you know

I'll be garden

You'll be the snake

All of my fruit are yours to take

Better the devil that you know

Your love for me will grow

Because

no no you know