Take Me to Your Dealer
You did meth or coke or something
You've been shooting up or something
You got hit and now your head hurts
Nose is bleeding skin is purple
But you think to yourself
There's not one thing about tonight that isn't worth it
There's not one thing about tonight that isn't perfect
Take me to your house
Back to that party
Where those girls all took their clothes off
And you laughed cuz it was funny
How easily junkies get off
And you thought to yourself
There's not one thing about tonight that isn't perfect
There's not one thing about tonight that isn't worth it
Asleep on the sidewalk
Asleep on the kitchen floor
Asleep at the wheel
Of your Ford Explorer
Eating from the trash
Eating cigarette butts
Feeling just to feel
In a Ford Explorer
Take me to your house
You can bet your last twenty that this won't end well
And that's good drug money you can bet your health
We can file for that divorce if it'll help you out
Cuz who would wanna stay married to a hollow shell
I'm not paying for no lawyer you can keep the house
Cuz home is where the heart is and my hearts coked out
Dad as FSU's sty's
Take me to your dealer
Take me to your dealer
Help me feel a little
Make me feel a little
Take me to your dealer
Take me to your dealer
Let's kill all the wealthy
Take their dirty money
Take me to your dealer
Take me to your dealer
You've been shooting up or something
You got hit and now your head hurts
Nose is bleeding skin is purple
But you think to yourself
There's not one thing about tonight that isn't worth it
There's not one thing about tonight that isn't perfect
Take me to your house
Back to that party
Where those girls all took their clothes off
And you laughed cuz it was funny
How easily junkies get off
And you thought to yourself
There's not one thing about tonight that isn't perfect
There's not one thing about tonight that isn't worth it
Asleep on the sidewalk
Asleep on the kitchen floor
Asleep at the wheel
Of your Ford Explorer
Eating from the trash
Eating cigarette butts
Feeling just to feel
In a Ford Explorer
Take me to your house
You can bet your last twenty that this won't end well
And that's good drug money you can bet your health
We can file for that divorce if it'll help you out
Cuz who would wanna stay married to a hollow shell
I'm not paying for no lawyer you can keep the house
Cuz home is where the heart is and my hearts coked out
Dad as FSU's sty's
Take me to your dealer
Take me to your dealer
Help me feel a little
Make me feel a little
Take me to your dealer
Take me to your dealer
Let's kill all the wealthy
Take their dirty money
Take me to your dealer
Take me to your dealer
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Writer(s): Eliza Ritter
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