AERYA – A LITTLE BIT OF POSION (Lyrics & Video)

A LITTLE BIT OF POSION – AERYA Lyrics

Careful

Don’t touch the glass

I had a feeling

You’d drink too fast

You saw red lips

And thought romance

Sweet boy

That was your first mistake

I don’t arrive

I happen

Like rumours

Like weather

Like lipstick on collars

Like something your mother

Prayed you’d avoid

And still

Here you are

A little bit of poison

Goes a long, long way

One kiss on your mouth

And you won’t feel the same

A little of poison

In a pretty little voice

I won’t make you love me

I’ll make you think it was your choice

Oh, how lovely

Oh, how sad

He had a good heart

So I took that

I don’t need a knife

I don’t need a gun

I just say your name

Like you’re the only one

I look up through my lashes

I laugh at your jokes

I let you feel chosen

Then tighten the rope

Not cruel

Just gifted

There’s a difference

Depending who’s bleeding

A little bit of poison

In the wine, wine, wine

A little bit of sugar

So it tastes like mine

A little of poison

In the touch, touch, touch

Poor little darling

Did I give too much?

I warned you, didn’t I?

No?

That does sound like me

I’m wicked with manners

A sin in silk

I’ll ruin your life

And ask how you’ve been

I’ll dance in your kitchen

I’ll sleep in your shirt

I’ll learn where it aches

Then press where it hurts

And you’ll call it love

Because men always do

When a woman destroys them

Beautifully, in perfume

A little bit of poison

Goes a long, long way

One kiss on your mouth

And you won’t feel the same

A little of poison

In a pretty little voice

I won’t make you love me

I’ll make you think it was your choice

Mother said, “Baby, be gentle”

I said, “Of course”

Then smiled at the floor

Like the devil in church

I tried being good

It was boring

I tried being soft

They ate me alive

So I sharpened my sweetness

And practiced my eyes

Now look at me, darling

I sparkle when I lie

A little bit of poison

In the wine, wine, wine

A little bit of sugar

So it tastes like mine

A little of poison

In the touch, touch, touch

Poor little darling

Did I give too much?

By morning you’ll miss me

By Monday you’ll ache

By Friday you’ll swear

I was your biggest mistake

Then call me

Of course

And I’ll answer

Of course

With a voice like forgiveness

And a heart like a locked door

I am not the lesson

I am not the cure

I am what comes after

A man gets too sure

I am not your angel

I am not your wife

I am a bad little feeling

In a beautiful life

A little bit of poison

Goes a long, long way

One kiss on your mouth

And you won’t feel the same

A little of poison

In a pretty little voice

I won’t make you love me

I’ll make you think it was your choice

Careful

Don’t touch the glass

Oh, darling

Too late