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.