Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldn't be me, No not me Uh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow (Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking) (Bout you, you not quite sho' you know what I'm saying but

And so I can't keep this up I have had enough 'cause you can count me out Well I'm up and I don't know why But I guess that's all that counts Looking 'round as I'm holding my head And I'm in somebody's house The sun it hits like a punch in the face With

They want that paper out here Enough to come and take what's on your plate out here Enough to have somebody take your place out here Fuckin' around without your strap sound like a bad idea It ain't safe to leave the house Fuck around 'round here These

You're just a brand new second hand Brand new second hand You're only acting like You are somebody But I don't love to say You're not nobody Don't exhaust our painted face, girl 'cause underneath that face You're just have disgrace

Is the only reason you're holding me tonight 'Cause we're scared to be lonely? Are we both losing our minds? Do we need somebody just to feel like we're alright? Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Magnifying all our flaws And I wonder why, wonder what for Why we keep

I only want you, I only want you, yeah I don't want somebody like you I don't want somebody brand new Guess I had to leave, had to leave, had to leave ya Just to need, just to need ya I don't want another night of tryna find Another you, another rock

When you break up in a small town She would get down with somebody I know I guess that's just how it goes I see our friends and they put on a show Like they don't want me to know So they give me the go-around I swear it's like I can't even leave my house

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Time to get out of town, I'm just slowin' you down She said, I found somebody that likes the things that you used to And baby, he's a looker too She said, it was a chance of a lifetime what was I supposed to do I came staggerin' in, in the middle of the

Black treacle More like black treacle than tar Somebody told the stars you're not coming out tonight And so they found a place to hide Lately I've been seeing things Belly button piercings in the sky at night When we're side by side And I don't mean to