New York mystic pretty The Crying Nudes

[Verse 1]
Get me a room full of glasses
Look at me like it's sin
I got some magic in my hand
If you want it, you taste it
I'm begging you to taste it
I'm begging you to taste it

[Verse 2]
Don't you've got sense of honor?
Looker, I'm holding out
I've got some magic in my hand
If you want it you taste it
I'm begging you to taste it

[Outro]
I've done this just for you
I'm alive and you're so precious
I'll relive your heart for real
I'm alive and you're in for my man