Put Me Down, Baby!

Smells like cigarette smoke
And my grandfather's carpet
Drop my phone in the garbage
'Cause I can't keep myself off it
I try hard to do better
My pockets can't turn a profit
Take a whole lot of FLAC
So my whole life can be lossless
I put you on a pedestal
You crush me when you fall
Lose my mind as you tumble
It's my own damn fault
Big things sprouting up all over
I sit patiently waiting
I need dollars even though
All these viewers think I'm amazing
Pt. 1 I give a show
Pt. 2 you'll never see
Pt. 3 is gonna be the difference 'tween you and me
I keep going going going going
I preach what I practice
Until I'm sitting on a throne
Didn't know how big this hat was
Get me an ice cream and a cone
Let me misalign my chakras
One second here and then I'm gone
Mind a bank clerk's disaster
So put me down baby
Toxic has been my middle name
Now I'm sprinting to the bus
I can't be late for the fame

Oh baby baby
You can give me a thrill
You put my hand on your body
I wrote you into my will
I'm feeling lonely and tired
Your fate runs into my will
You stop to give me a hand
I stop evading the kill
I see you give him a hug
I don't know what to do
I've got pent-up feelings
I can't vent them to you
I put them in a corner
Sprawling expanse in my chest
I told myself it would suck
I don't know what I have left
You put your hand on his chest
It ripped my heart out
I think I've got nothing left
Have we reached that part now
Where I fall into pieces
Wait for someone to sew me up
I do nothing with my days
And I'm lonely as fuck
I still sing your every praise
But you're a terrible tailor
And when our eyes lock
When our eyes lock
I take a real deep breath
So I don't let something slip
And make a big old mess



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Writer(s): Bohdi
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