You better run boy
Ain't got much time
Left on your side
I feel like I've been wasting
All my time
I can't pretend
That I am anything
Twist your hips
Your cigarettes
Your eyes rolled
In the back of your head
You cut me
Down and saved
Me from myself
I can't pretend
That I am anything
Can you stay
Til' the end
I'm okay
Better
Known
Here's a mouthful you can get
There's a spot inside my
Chest
I never thought that I'd
Find another one
Like you
In the end