Two, five, one Oh that's the code that has you undone Why you [?] putting faces on your tongue The acid burns your lungs
But your daddy payed for lessons So you would sound impressive Didn't he?
You do not have the blessing To keep him second guessing Baby
I bet you think it's cool that you're not sober I bet you think it's cool you got high at fifteen I bet you think it's dope you grew up in a city in the South With not enough musicians to your liking
Cause you can have perfect pitch and a badass ex Who was only ever cute when you were having sex But wait till' you find out You're just like the rest
Four, five, six For you that doesn't mix While you're walkin' round' with all your lingo tricks Hoping no one else will get it
But your daddy payed for lessons So you would sound impressive Didn't he?
Even in possession Of illegal confession You're still goin' free
Oh, I bet you think it's cool that you're not sober I bet you think it's cool you got high at fifteen I bet you think it's dope you grew up in a city in the South With not enough musicians to your liking
Cause you can have perfect pitch and a badass ex Who was only ever cute when you were having sex But wait till' you find out You're just like the rest
Like the rest of them You'll be preaching you're a martyr But entitlement only seems to get you farther
Like the rest of them Who act like kings But I'm here I swear that nothing ever meant a thing And like the rest of them You want to swim But you sink
Oh, I bet you think it's cool that you're not sober I bet you think it's cool you got high at fifteen I bet you think it's dope you grew up in a city in the South With not enough musicians to your liking
Cause you can have perfect pitch and a badass ex Who was only ever cute when you were having sex
But wait till' you find out Wait till' he finds out Oh, wait till' you find out You're just like the restTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
