Got a plate of pink cupcakes
To sugarcoat the aftertaste
But the blue it floods my eyes
Your hands grip mine, my tongue still dies for you, ha
Ooh-ooh, and I'm back in black again
I know it's a touch I can't forget
What's that burning like a cigarette?
Can I cross you out and unlearn you
From my body?
I didn't never really dress
In case you'd thought I was asking for it
In my speech, my moves, my eyes
You stay disguised, I'm back to a child
Can I cross you out and unlearn you?
Oh, oh-oh, ooh woah
Wash them many doubts and unlearn you
From my body
Ooh-ooh, and I'm back in black again
I know it's a touch I can't forget
What's that burning like a cigarette?
Can I cross you out and unlearn you
From my body?
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