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Monte Carlo

de Mercer

Do you know what you're doin'?
Cause its hurtin' me
(When) It's never just dinner
No It's never just drinks

It's a fatal attraction
And I'm starting to bleed
It's a lie that I came by
Honestly u

Swear it's platonic with your hands on my face
The promise of progress is going down the drain
Falling like dominoes headed back to my place
I know you know the way

I'll be your
Almost, so close, maybe
You're not mine but
You're almost, so close, baby
I'm living for the tension it's so
Hot then cold
It's not a question I'd go
Down that road
Are we stuck in the almost, so close, maybe
Maybe?

You're like a comforting chaos
The edge of my seat
On the edge of the bed
You're kissing me you

Swear it's platonic with your hands on my waist
Don't care what we call it cause I'm not thinking straight
Tonight or forever I'll take you any which way
Ignore my conscience, make it hot and dishonest

With the Almost, so close, maybe
You're not mine but
You're almost, so close, baby
I'm living for the tension it's so
Hot then cold
It's not a question I'd go
Down that road
Are we stuck in the almost, so close, maybe

Maybe one night when you walk me home
Your hand in mine warms up the cold
And you'll look at me and finally know
That you're ready for, what you're ready for

You apologize for wasted time
And the promises that you let die
For a second, it feels like it might be real-life

But I'll settle for
Almost, so close, maybe
You're not mine but
You're almost, so close, baby

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