Matthew Koma — Voyeur

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She throws his arms around her neck
Drinks him like he is Jesus
The broken neon sign outside
Spies like a voyeur through the glassShe smokes her cigarettes and goes
Inside his leather wallet
Flips by the picture of his wife
To get to Benjamin and rent

He takes her to the train on Essex
He leaves her with his coat and ethics
He sees her in the headlights
And his face turns white

Was her body like oh oh
Was she on ya like oh oh
Tell me did she taste like sweet surrender?
Was it hot to think I knew?
And you’re preaching like oh oh
Was she screaming like oh oh
Tell me does it get you off to watch me watching you?

His faith was loaded as a drunk
Strung out and in denial
How could he inhale then break his
Ten year hallelujah in a van?

Presses her ring against his chest
Asks him if she was worth it
Didn’t pay to come
Paid for someone to pretend they gave a shit

You don’t know what you put me through, love
A white wedding with a few, no real love
The wings out on the tightrope
With the side wings broke

With a body like oh oh
Was she on ya like oh oh
Tell me did she taste like sweet surrender?
Was it hot to think I knew?
Were you preaching like oh oh
Was she screaming like oh oh
Tell me does it get you off to watch me watching you?

I’m only sorry till I do it again, he said
She said, I hate him but I love him to death
I’m only sorry till I do it again, he said
She said, I hate him but I love him
I hate him but I love him

Was her body like
Was she on ya like
Was she preaching like
Was she screaming like

Was her body like oh oh
Was she on ya like oh oh
Tell me did she taste like sweet surrender?
Was it hot to think I knew?
Were you preaching like oh oh
Was she screaming like oh oh
Tell me does it get you off to watch me watching you?

Tell me did she taste like sweet surrender?
Was it hot to think I knew?