Surprising the world with and pearls But a song about a girl ain't really a girl Got a vanity mirror, I'm an amity villain With a peeping Tom
You're a soul collector You keep putting 'em in a bag You push 'em in a cart Go and act sad
there's none left to collect So you go on and you make But wait, what you lose them to the for?
The time you see me It'll be through There ain't no outs in this jail house no more petty cash Easy come, go A penny saved, a penny And I've learned is clich One of days you get what you deserve
Surprising the world with and pearls But a song a girl ain't really about a girl Got a 2-way mirror Firing a blind eye I from an 800-pound gorilla
In the midst of anger False blood can run thinner than icy Watch the with the Death-star I cried by your Decided then and there to pretend you were alive Maybe, baby lie to me, my privacy Have the decency to say bye, taking the pride piracy You ran out of family And pads to crash, So you're done playing dumb, empty the trash
We're looking for our lives back, we 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 case I as the cost dropped, puppy dog sad face Put a down payment on my meal plan, just to see your shit grin Save the frown for you need to shed your skin, Selling shells to yourself, the layers are coming off Economic failed, victim of sale cutting costs
case, don't ask me to donate You axe murdered soul mate My hurting from an tax burden your own weight A punching bag for hire, every there's a sucker bet, So the over and under you'll rise up from the debt. the complexion of a ghost The resurrection was a hoax, but 2000 years later it's like knows If you think you're 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 up the deck, is this the card that you picked? Well if not, how this? Missionary aint a job, its a position, so assume a victimless crime, watch dog has an owner abusive
Now that ironic? With one hand in my pocket And the other choking out the street prophet Uncrossed my and said "Look at me when Im talking, dear I mad at you, and thats the only miracle here"
I mad at you
Im the world with diamonds and pearls But a song about a girl ain't really about a