Suicide been on my mind Pour my heart on the concrete every fucking time Hold up, po' me up, yes Double the cup just to cut the stress in half Guess who the fuck left After all is said and done, regret the past Best move along, got a long way to go, ayy

She's a tomboy Move along boy Tangled hair and bruises on her knees Always has a way of saying 'no way' Some people don't get her, but that's okay Tomboy, Hail Mary Never needs a dress to make her pretty She's a killjoy, such a let down Daddy tried to