no gentlemen

Ooh, my mystery boy rising to that black hole again
Ooh, swear I was born to be broken hearted
What do I have to do to keep this one from giving up on me?
Yeah
Bad and he knows it, got it bad and he knows it
And the letters on my knuckles stand for nothing anymore
****ing me mentally, telling you I can't do this much longer
Gotta find someone who stays the night
Running free, right infront of me
Telling him I won't do this much longer
But he sure knows how to **** me right
Ooh, my mystery boy rising to that black hole again
Ooh, swear I was born to be broken hearted
I can't find my Heathcliff, I don't get it
I smell the roses on the wind
Maybe if I write a love song
Good enough to make him sing along
I'll get the ending I've been missing
Instead I'm thinking
What do I have to do to keep this one from giving up on me?
Yeah
Bad and he knows it, got it bad and he knows it
And the letters on my knuckles stand for nothing anymore
Ooh, my mystery boy rising to that black hole again
Ooh, swear I was born to be broken hearted
Ooh, my mystery boy rising to that black hole again
Ooh, swear I was born to be broken hearted