Slacks - St. South Got a piece of my mind to tell you who's mine Nobody hurts like me for you Soft slacks at night I'm wearing 'em tight Nobody hurts like I do Your fakers are fine but your water ain't wine So stop feeding me 'a little more time' Your s**t's a mess I'm not yours to undress I'm leaving this love for the last time I'm not yours I'm mine You've got the means to caress But weak you leave me a mess One touch is enough your hands a little too rough Your hands a little too rough Your hands a little too rough Will I ever be enough enough I'm not yours I'm mine I'm not yours we fall the fader to black Release the ropes and feel the slack I'm not yours I'm mine I tell you every time you're walking a fine fine line I'm not yours I'm mine I'm not yours Heard it all before Heard it all before Heard it all before Heard it all before Heard it all before Heard it all before Heard it all before Heard it all before编辑于2021/02/23更新