Caro Emerald - My 2 Cents lyrics
[Caro Emerald - My 2 Cents lyrics]
He's like a whip that doesn't crack
You take a sip and you're on your back
Those big blue eyes are hard to reach
So impossible it makes you meek
Like a guitar that cries for days
Seduces you in a thousand ways
You feel his strings now you're uptight
It makes any girl weaken at his sight
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There's no evidence he creates an illusion
That leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well that's my two cents
He's like a wall that's made of steel
Too cold to touch and not much to feel
His sullen smile he shares with few
The tricks of the trade he's glad to lose
Into thin air he disappears
Gives one last look and a frozen leer
Your heart, for sure is good as gone
Love's the TV set
That says there's nothing on
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There's no evidence he creates an illusion
That leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well that's my two cents
There's no PI with a promise of a glint
All the cores dissipate
When there are no fingerprints
Don't retrace your steps
'Cause he's staring right at you
A one man casino
If you spin the wheel, you lose
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There's no evidence he creates an illusion
That leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well that's my two cents
You take a sip and you're on your back
Those big blue eyes are hard to reach
So impossible it makes you meek
Like a guitar that cries for days
Seduces you in a thousand ways
You feel his strings now you're uptight
It makes any girl weaken at his sight
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There's no evidence he creates an illusion
That leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well that's my two cents
He's like a wall that's made of steel
Too cold to touch and not much to feel
His sullen smile he shares with few
The tricks of the trade he's glad to lose
Into thin air he disappears
Gives one last look and a frozen leer
Your heart, for sure is good as gone
Love's the TV set
That says there's nothing on
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There's no evidence he creates an illusion
That leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well that's my two cents
There's no PI with a promise of a glint
All the cores dissipate
When there are no fingerprints
Don't retrace your steps
'Cause he's staring right at you
A one man casino
If you spin the wheel, you lose
'Cause he's not undercover
He walks past his lovers
And the others know there's no defense
There's no evidence he creates an illusion
That leads to confusion
And you give up your common sense
Well that's my two cents