Casanova

Cheap words falling out of your teeth

Rolling off your tongue, like candy

He heard, she heard, you heard me once

I won't say it again, now we're just friendly

With a love gone sour, I lost my appetite

There's no more flavour, and talking sweet now

won't fix it somehow

Don't casanova me,

I'm over you

It's over obviously

Don't put your sugar on me

It's too late to sweeten this baby

hey Casanova, it's over

Cheap words like these will rot your teeth

With all the sicky sweet nothings

Your speech is good enough to eat

But it won't fill me up when I am lonely