Naomi August
Wicked Love
Oh these choices that we make
How they leave the mended ones to break
Yeah the chances that we take
Leave us for the left behind
And the memories they made
I hope you don't fade

And I despise your wicked love
Oh I despise your wicked love


I turn the lights on in a darken room
Only to see what your soul consumed
I was a perfect mess
Confused and lured by you
And I, I guess I just wanted you to know
That I, I could've of cared for you


And I despise your wicked love
Oh I despise your wicked love