You wanna get high

Yeah overcome those desires before you come to me

I think your mama's kinda sad

And your papa's kinda mean

I can take it all away

You can stop playing that shit out on me.

She keeps a pen behind her ear

Because she's got something she really really needs to say

She puts it in a notepad

She's gonna write a book someday.

Of course the only part that I want to read

Is about her time spent with me

Wouldn't you die to know how you seem

Are you getting away with who you're trying to be?

Of course there's things upon the earth that we must really try to defend

You lonely beast

You kind heart

Something we can all trend

I do it all for her, for free

I need nothing back for me

There's no sweeter deed maybe

Than to love something enough to want to have to get free.

Is there something on your mind?

Something you need to get by?

D you cry sometimes?

Do you cry sometimes?

You always say you love me most

But I don't know I'm being seen

Maybe someday when god takes me away

I'll understand what the fuck that means

I just know your mama's kinda sad

And your papa's kinda mean

I can take it all away

You could stop playing that shit out on me.

Is there something on your mind?

Something you need to get by?

D you cry sometimes?

Do you cry sometimes?

I know your mama's kinda sad

I know your papa's kinda mean

I can take it all away

And you can stop playing that shit out on me.