Surprising the world with and pearls But a song about a girl ain't really about a Got a two-way vanity mirror, I'm an amity a peeping Tom complex
You're just a soul You putting 'em in a trash bag You push 'em in a cart Go and act sad
When there's none left to So you go on and you make But wait, what you lose them to the for?
The next you see me be through plexiglass There ain't no bail outs in this jail Ain't no more petty Easy come, go A penny saved, a earned And learned life is clich One of these days you get you deserve
Surprising the world with diamonds and But a song about a girl ain't really about a Got a vanity mirror Firing a blind eye I turn from an gorilla
In the of misdirected anger False blood can run thinner icy water Watch the Flirt with the I cried by bedside Decided right then and to pretend you were alive Maybe, lie to me, invade my privacy Have the decency to say bye, after taking the piracy You ran out of plunder And pads to crash, So when you're done playing dumb, empty the
We're for our lives back, we wish we could have saved yours There's nothing we can buy back, everything was paid off I found you in a pawn shop, you were stuck behind a glass I as the cost dropped, puppy dog sad face Put a down payment on my meal plan, just to see shit eating grin Save the frown for when you to shed your skin, Selling bullshit shells to yourself, the are coming off Economic failed, professional victim of cutting costs
Charity case, don't ask me to You axe your soul mate My back's hurting an tax burden your own weight A punching bag for hire, minute there's a sucker bet, So what's the over and under you'll rise up the debt. With the of a ghost The resurrection was a hoax, but 2000 years it's like nobody knows If you you're slick enough to turn a trick and spin the story just cause is your fair-weather pimp And you caught me praying my fingers crossed So I shuffled up the deck, is this the card that you if not, how about this? Missionary aint a job, its a position, so assume a crime, watch dog has an owner thats abusive
Now isnt that ironic? With one hand in my And the choking out the street corner prophet Uncrossed my fingers and "Look at me when Im talking, dear I aint mad at you, and thats the miracle here"
I mad at you
Im the world with diamonds and pearls But a song about a ain't really about a girl