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Handsome trickster
Always wants to see me
And says he's a saint, but he's a criminal
What do you have to do wrong to have you
What do you have to do to have me
I want all the money
I want a medal for discarding losers who don't measure up
You're stressed out, I'm dreaming big
Let the haters tell it, they don't have what it takes
Having what they boast about never mattered to me
Almost unintentionally, mine stands out

Handsome trickster always wants to see me
And says he's a saint, but he's a criminal
He says I'm the best thing in his life
That he wants to get lost with me all day
That he aims, shoots, and shoots for me
That he doesn't care, committing a crime for his girl
And even if you don't fall for anyone
With a glance, he can make you fall in love
It's part of his art
He's got the game set up to drive you crazy

Even though he seems like an angel
Handsome trickster always wants to see me
And says he's a saint, but he's a criminal
What do you have to do wrong to have you
What do you have to do to have me
I want all the money
I want a medal for discarding losers who don't measure up

Handsome trickster always wants to see me
And says he's a saint, but he's a criminal
Truly incoherent
Handsome trickster always wants to see me
And says he's a saint, but he's a criminal
Handsome trickster always wants to see me
And says he's a saint
No, don't be fooled