Cheap words falling out of your teethnRolling off your tongue, like candynHe heard, she heard, you heard me oncenI won't say it again, now we're just friendlynnWith a love gone sour, I lost my appetitenThere's no more flavour, and talking sweet now nwon't fix it somehownnDon't casanova me, nI'm over younIt's over obviouslynDon't put your sugar on menIt's too late to sweeten this babynhey Casanova, it's overnnCheap words like these will rot your teethnWith all the sicky sweet nothingsnYour speech is good enough to eatnBut it won't fill me up when I am lonely