Caviar

I wanna love you like
You love him
You love him
You love him
I wanna love you like
You love him
You love him
You love him

She seems to say that the caviar, taste to raw
And every day in a brand-new car, up the bar, go
That deeck she had, he gonna change her
She thinks he’s bad, and likes the danger

Her psychic tell her to go, but she don’t give advice for free
Whole life in a Birken bag I wonder if that came for free
Call me up at 2am and tell me that you needed me
You needed me, you needed me

I wanna love you like
You love him
You love him
You love him
I wanna love you like
You love him
You love him
You love him

I see your face in the morning, morning
And don’t look now, 'cause she’s morphing, morphing
To the time and place just to get her way
I can’t get away she chasing, chasing

I like to claim that I can’t live my life without her
But every day that she gone I feel less attached
And I don’t need this, don’t need this, oh
Don’t need this, don’t need this, oh