He can’t stop watching me
I dance, I dance, I dance
On the floor, claw marks - and the back of my dress
He tucks his hands underneath
He makes a fist, he moves it around
And he walks

Tip the crown, know it’s wrong, but I had nowhere to start
Half a mind, half a brain, but just enough so it’s hard
Watch me down, know I’m bad, I always get what I want
Felt it coming off me, losing grip of his arm
It passed his knuckles and I asked to turn the pain up a notch
Hid my covet in the dirt, and I deserve it after all

Up and down on a mandolin, in a language we understand
I drilled that hole in my head, I’ve nevеr felt so ashamed
How to eat mysеlf alive, you taught me everything

Tip the crown, know it’s wrong, but I had nowhere to start
Half a mind, half a brain, but just enough so it’s hard
Watch me down, know I’m bad, I always get what I want
Felt it coming off me, losing grip of his arm
It passed his knuckles and I asked to turn the pain up a notch
Don’t leave it on

He can’t stop watching me
I dance, I dance, I dance
On the floor, claw marks - and the back of my dress
He tucks his hands underneath
He makes a fist, he moves it around
And he walks
He walks
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I wring the water out the towel
But don’t get too close
I crashed the car, I saw an angel, and he watched me burn
With every step, I’m trying
Pry my jaw open at the ends
Didn’t touch the sink in two days
Said, “Are you proud of me, babe?
Are you proud of me, boy?
Are you proud of me, baby?”

I had a dream all my teeth fell out sleeping next to you
I had a dream all my hair fell out sleeping next to you
I had a dream I sunk into your bed, trails left behind
I’m covered in him and I’m scared this is all it’ll be

You play Jane, she stares real hard at the hole in your mouth
She sings along, you don’t even know who the song’s about
Is it true only tourists go to clubs in Miami?
And if you find out, never break your promise to take me there

And I cried, God, I’m so tired of being young
I had the time, now I just want to be the same
In a video of my corpse online - tampered

Badda-da-dah, badda-da-bah-bah
Coming outcha mouth withcha blah, blah, blah
Zip your lip like a padlock
And meet me in the back with the Jack at the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick's at
Music's up
Listen hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just hush
Baby, shut up!
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, -ar, -ar
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Boy, c'mon and get my rocks off
Come put a little love in my glove box
Wanna dance, with no pants on?
Meet me in the back with the Jack at the jukebox
So cut to the chase kid, 'cause I know you don't care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked and you're wasted
Music's up
Listen hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just hush
Baby, shut up!
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, -ar, -ar
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
You be delaying, you always saying some shit
You say I'm playin', I'm never layin' the dick
Saying, "Blah, blah, blah"
'Cause I don't care who you are in this bar
It only matters who I is
Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, -ar, -ar
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, -ar, -ar
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Oh!
Blah, blah, blah
Stop talking!
Stop ta-ta-talking that