Trophy Wives Lyrics - Curses - Vanna

Scarlet ribbons fall away. 

she let's down her hair 

polished lips that tear 

your heart from your chest 

All you're looking 

All you're looking for. 

I've found. 

Young love nursing an old soul. 

I'll lay my pride down. 

I am still for you. 

And with a heart of gold, 

I am still for you. 

I see them looking. 

The hearts, 

You've broken, their queen! 

They die for you 

Darling, when we dance 

And you sparkle, my prize 

kiss me with that look in your eye 

so they know that you're mine 

Beg love! 

Take mercy! 

Beg love! 

Take mercy! 

Filthy is 

Only skin deep. 

Mercy! 

Mercy on me! 

I'll lay my pride down. 

I am still for you. 

And with a heart of gold, 

I am still for you. 

You pretty thing