The Weeknd, Future - Double Fantacy

We do the things, what we know is wrong
All in my skin, you all in my palm
I sent you an envelope, came with a poem
You possess venom that came with a charm
You get the good out of me when I perform
I know the bad in you, that's what I want
And you a baddie, you turnin' me on
Fiend for your demons, I know where this goin'
Love when you fuckin' me, talkin', girl, you know what you doin'
Caught up in your love, what the fuck is we doin'?
Models and bottles with us, ain't nothin' to it
I tell you I got you, that's well understood
Your legs on the bed, got your head on the floor
We go out shoppin' whenever we get bored
We get the poppin' treatment in the store
If I go to Saturn, I know that you're goin'
Fuck me on Saturday, early in the morn'
Found her in the bird, she gon' open her door
Screamin' out murder, but showin' you remorse
Gotta be cautious, can't play this in court
Stars on the ceilin', don't feel like a Porsche
Came from the trenches, just livin' on war
Once was a prostitute, I can afford it, the one I adore

Temperature rising, bodies united, now that I've trapped you in my arms
No need to fight it, no need to hide it, now that I've seen what's in your heart
Baby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you