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Sam Hunt

Vandalizer

 

Vandalizer


Lipstick graffiti on the bathroom mirror
What happened to me still ain't clear
You came and went like a thief in the night
Left your mark on everything in sight
Well, I got some earring evidence
The eyeliner notes you went and hid
I know exactly who let you in
And right where I could find your fingerprints

Well, girl, I guess I should've known
You look like a little hoodlum with my hoodie on
Dancing on the bed to a Fugees song
Just killing me softly

Girl, you're a vandalizer, little hypnotizer
You left me laying here with my eyes closed
You stole my heart with a kiss right under my nose
A little love crook, don't know how much you took
But you ransacked my drawers, cluttered up my floors
And made a mess of me
You made a mess of me

Now, before you showed up, I had it all together
Now I'm picking up and putting back all of my records
This dull razor won't shave my face
There's bobby pins all over the place
Well, the smell of your hair put a spell on me
Tangled up with the chair, I could feel you breathe
Now thinking about it's all I could do
I can't wait to get my hands on you

You're a vandalizer, hypnotizer
You left me laying here with my eyes closed
You stole my heart with a kiss right under my nose
You're a love crook, I don't know how much you took
But you ransacked my drawers, cluttered up my floors
And made a mess of me
You made a mess of me

Come on back, come on back
Girl, come on back
Oh

Girl, I guess I should've known
You look like a little hoodlum with my hoodie on
Dancing on the bed to a Fugees song
Just killing me softly

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