Keep your hands to yourself, these lips belong to someone else.
And you know that you, you'll never get one in.
Keep your lies to yourself, every lie I heard it from someone else.
And you know that you will never get with this.
I soused you good, you knew I would.
Oh haven't you heard, you're just a mark on my shirt.
Another night and another girl.
Well I taste so good, you knew I would.
So who's keeping score,
On who is a whore.
With you by my side,
That look in your eye.
I hope you know.
Go home and wash your jeans, 'cause there's dirt on the knees,
Je jealously doesn't sit with me.
You love, I love you too,
Below the waist I'll start charging you.
'Cause that's just how players play the game.
And my winning streak, is missing.
Chorus x 2
So who's keeping score,
On who is a whore.
With you by my side,
That look your eye.
I hope you know.
You whore.
Save it for,
Save it for the bedroom
Save it for the bedroom
Save it for the bedroom
Save it for the bedroom
Save it for the bedroom
