She's a love scheme,
A dance floor quean,
Chasing after everybody.
She's in the hot seat,
Bluffing hearts for a diamond fling.
She's painted,
Unacquianted,
So degraded and proud to parade it.
She's fakin',
I can't help but be lured to her,
With every word,
With that precious stare,
Damn, she turns me on.

She walks the town, her kiss fakes you out.
I feel the tension pushing through the crowd.
She's got me in her sights,
Should I take her for the night?
If it's love, it won't be long enough,
This girl is fakin' me out.

So tempting,
A lover's bad dream,
She's putting me in the mood by the way she's taunting me.
She could have me tonight,
But I don't want to be in love with her,
She'll tear my world,
With her shameless ways.
Tomorrow she'll be gone.

Chorus

She's never felt true love.
To her, love's a game, she's a jade, and she'd kill to have you in her chains.
She's a love scheme,
A dance floor quean,
Chasing after everybody.
Heart breaker,
Blood maker,
Love Faker.