The American dream on a shoestring, Give a good push just like a Brady, Too soon to be a mother and father, But too late for the alma mater, Babies makin' babies Say you'll love 'em 'till your eighty, Yeah it's always in the water First you grow it then

It's your past I'm erasing And your heart can't be tested When it ain't well-rested It's your tail that you're chasing Well, this moment is heavy For me, I'm not ready Like a caged bird barely set free Forgive me, I'm finding my wings While my body is

From the unknown I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know I problem solve with Styrofoam My world revolves around a black hole

It seems like dreams I've always have Could be, should be making me glad But why am I blue? It's up to you to explain I'm thinking maybe, baby, I'll go away Someday, someway you'll come and say It's you that I need Maybe you'll be pleading in vain It had

You turned the tables on me I used to be the apple of your eye I had you with me every day But now whenever you are passing by You're always looking the other way It's little things like this That prompt me to say And now I'm falling for you I can't

But today, I'm, I'm gonna superpower, superpower But today, I'm, I'm gonna superpower Got my head in the clouds And my feet up off of the ground I feel like death is chasing me down It's a bird, it's a plane, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne I got that, I got

I can't be bothered to miss you anymore Month 12, day 31, and hour 24 I used to think if I missed hard enough You'd come back for sure But I can't be bothered now to miss you anymore It's not like I don't have tears to cry Such memories, so little time

Like a workhorse stands for miles Work for you and never get tired Roll 'em up it's time to go Slaved into brittle and worked for days Only thing that paves your stay Look behind you see what you've made We'll be back before it's too long Shaved into

Everything I do, I tell you all the time It's you, it's you it's all for you I heard that you like the bad girls, honey is that true? Heaven is a place on earth with you Sound's good enough Straight da fuck up you talkin' bout nigga (talkin' bout me)

I am just a girl But today I can't believe it's true When you smiled and whispered, I love you Darling I could see Not the kind of woman men would like to meet Just another girl No one ever looks at in the street I was meant to be your girl One among the