[ Featuring Hayley Williams ]
It's not that I don't like it, baby
It's just that
I like it, a little too much
A kiss on the cheek every time that we meet
I turn cactus
When we touch
Touch
No matter what they say in the streets
We're not in the sheets
Bumpin' bags or bodies, ooh
Speakin' of sweet, I gotta make a little confession
You're a confection
Leaving me holy like teeth
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it too much
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it too much
It makes me say, ohh
It's not that I don't see you, baby
It's just that I see you a little too much
You cover all the zines in my conscious stream
And that's so f*cking weak
I got subscriptions
And no matter what you're doing to me, I keep it to me
'Cause honesty is a boner killer
Streets say the long game is the wrong game
But I never pursue it
So, I play it like I'm foolish
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it too much
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it too much
I don't wanna sing
If it's all a dream
That means nothing to you
And my lips clutch
When you open up
'Cause I don't know what to do
You know I like it, baby
You know I like it, baby (I like it)
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it too much
