Your theories, your beliefs
And the way toi preach for peace
It sounds like vomit to my ears

Woh, daddy likes to teach
Counts for the muttered words toi like to speak
But it sounds like vomit to my ears

Let me fall and Kiss your feet
Everybody knows they're cleaner than your lips
I'm not easy to defeat
I know, I know when something's amiss (x3)
Something's amiss

Philosopher my cul, ass
Your words leave your mouth pretty fast
And it sounds like vomit to my ears

I lie in the safety of your lit
Whilst Bob Marley goes straight to your head
How can toi compare yourself to this man
Your whole life's a...

Rule number one, is that toi gotta have fun,
But baby when you're done, toi gotta be the first to run
Rule number two, just don't get attached to,
Somebody toi could lose
So le-let me tell you

This is how to be a heartbreaker
Boys they like a little danger
We'll get him falling for a stranger, a player
Singing I lo-lo-love you

How to be a heartbreaker
Boys they like the look of danger
We'll get him falling for a stranger, a player
Singing I lo-lo-love you
At least I think I do!

Cause I lo-lo-lo-love you.

Rule number three, wear your cœur, coeur on your cheek
But never on your sleeve, unless toi wanna taste defeat...

You’re the lonely one and only body in the world
Who can make me, who can break me down into a young girl

You say that l’amour is not that easy
And that’s the lesson that toi teach me
So hypocritical, overly cynical
I’m sick and tired of all your preaching

Who are toi to tell me, tell me
Who to, to be, to be?

You’re my last bone of contention
That could break at any mention
You’re the last mur that will stand tall
‘Til the end of the world

I know toi only want to own me
And that’s the kind of l’amour toi montrer me
You tell me one thing and do another
Keep all your secrets undercover

Who are toi to tell...

Every boyfriend is the one
Until otherwise proven
The good are never easy
The easy never good
And loving never happens like toi think it really should

Deception and perfection are wonderful traits
One will breed love
the other hate
you'll find me in the lonely hearts
under 'I'm after a brand new start'

And I don't belong to anyone

They call me Homewrecker
Homewrecker
They call me Homewrecker
Homewrecker

Girls and their curls and their gourmet vomit
Boys and their toys and their six inch rockets
We're all very lovely 'til we get to know each other
As we stop becoming Friends and we start becoming lovers

And I...