Cut me off, I lost my track It’s not my fault, I’m a maniac It’s not funny anymore, no it’s not
My heart is like a stallion, they love it more when it’s broken Do you wanna feel beautiful, do you wanna, yeah
I’m outside the door, invite me in So we can go back and play pretend I’m on deck, yeah I’m up next Tonight I’m high as a private jet
i keep wanting to call kin calls ‘callout posts’