Ava Max - Spot A Fake

I could spot a fake from a mile away
Oh, I could spot the bag in the girl that you date
She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks
Oh, ah, ah

I got a sixth sense when it comes to a bitch
She's just a demon blowin' a kiss
Oh, god (Mhm, mhm)
Oh, god (Mhm, mhm)
She's like a white sheep, what could she ever do?
She's just a bad wolf comin' for you
Oh, god (Mhm, mhm)
Oh, god (Mhm, mhm)

(Oh) I know you're lost in her eyes
And everything underneath
Her body makes you go blind, but
Not me, not me

I could spot a fake from a mile away
Oh, I could spot the fake in her beautiful face
Yeah, she could put thе, she could put the devil to shamе
Oh, ah, ah
I could spot a fake from a mile away
Oh, I could spot the bag in the girl that you date
She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks
Oh, ah, ah She's like a spring rose, but she's covered in thorns
Her little hairband hiding her horns
Oh, god (Mhm, mhm)
Oh, god (Mhm, mhm)

Oh, I know you're lost in her eyes
And everything underneath
Her body makes you go blind, but
Not me, not me (Oh)

I could spot a fake from a mile away
Oh, I could spot the fake in her beautiful face
Yeah, she could put the, she could put the devil to shame
Oh, ah, ah
I could spot a fake from a mile away
Oh, I could spot the bag in the girl that you date
She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks
Oh, ah, ah

Don't say I didn't warn ya
So fake, so California
Don't say I didn't warn ya
Ah, ah
Don't say I didn't warn ya
So fake, so California
Don't say I didn't warn ya
Ah, ah