I like your number
Gracing me
Absorbing it
Abiding quicker
See you waving in
Turn babe
You keep speaking on
The drugs move with her
Stop
Call it out
How I pray for you
Can't touch or lick her
You'll beg to be
Boy ridder
Your hands in place
Stand in hole
Hold the line
Wasted to me
You wasted me
I like your number
Lay it on
The past rain
Like something you said
It talks a lot
Wherever we go
In rivers dark
The weight of it all
You wasted me
You wasted me
The lace remains on seam
You know you wasted me
N-kick 'em in the head
Inconsequential thread
You gnash your little teeth
Inside in the bed
The bed we sleep
And when he stays too long
I kick him to the lawn
How dare he comes on strong
So flippant
So flippant
So flippant
You wasted me
You know you wasted me
I like your number
Oh it's great to me
Your pants hang long
Kicking up the mud
You're wary and wild
Those sad eyes
I am begging you now
To rip it off my skin
