Believe şarkı sözleri

Wish I could believe that it's you, you're the right one. Something's up your sleeve I don't know and I'm not interested. You think you're a saint you're a snob and you're fickle. Seems to me that you are just a root for a pickle I feel good and I know I found another problem. I tell you I feel good and you know I found another problem. It's my favorite drag. I'd be tickled pink to be the fool who gets taken. Why put up a stink when I know you'll be fakin' anyway? I just want a piece of your fruit 'cause I like it. Baby take my flesh hold it high and just spike it I feel good and I know I found another problem. I tell you I feel good and you know I found another problem. It's my favorite drag. And now it's dead, and something's wrong I can't put my finger on it. She's ok, better than the one before . . . Isn't it all right? Doesn't it feel all right? Isn't it all right? It'll be all right. Wasn't it there, got your fair share?