Wild is the language she speaks.
Tame she will never be.
She's gotta – Gypsy Soul that's dancin' in the street.
She's a chemical, wrapped in a different shade of ink.
You gotta love as she is or you just best leave her be.
She's pretty with the poison on her lips.
Careful as you navigate her hips.
Hold her without touch, she only loves what the world has forgot.
Staring at the girl with them tattoos.
Broken up and scarred with some bad moves.
She's always been a queen, she don't need a king for anything.
Staring at the girl with them tattoos.
Her back against the wall until her knuckles bruise.
If you love her leave be, wicked, wild, and free.
A beautiful mess she is.
Chaos with a confidence.
A whiskey sippin' skinny dippin' smile, WILD.
She's got fire in her veins, she will shatter every cage.
In the blink of an eye.
She's pretty with the poison on her lips.
Careful as you navigate her hips.
Hold her without touch, she only loves what the world has forgot.
Staring at the girl with them tattoos.
Broken up and scarred with some bad moves.
She's always been a queen, she don't need a king for anything.
Staring at the girl with them tattoos.
Her back against the wall until her knuckles bruise.
If you love her leave be, wicked, wild, and free.
If you love her let her be.
If you love her let her be.
If you love her let her be.
If you love her let her be.
Staring at the girl with them tattoos.
Broken up and scarred with some bad moves.
She's always been a queen, she don't need a king for anything.
Staring at the girl with them tattoos.
Her back against the wall until her knuckles bruise.
If you love her leave be, wicked, wild, and free.
Staring at the girl with them tattoos.
Broken up and scarred with some bad moves.
She's always been a queen, she don't need a king for anything.
Staring at the girl with them tattoos.
Her back against the wall until her knuckles bruise.
If you love her leave be, wicked, wild, and free.