Black Mariah

And I been thinking that the 2 of us could both elope
And we'll make our own little southern gothic movie trope
And it'll be just us, nobody else unlike before
I got a car, you got money for Molly, drink and smoke
I'm telling you that we could make it out, give it a chance
I wanna drive, fuck what you said 'bout "I ain't got a plan"
Just take my roadmap and we'll take it fast to highway 10
I'd rather dance with you than dance with my devils in bed
I admit there's still some shit that I don't understand
But I just wanna drive, don't care if I'm at my wit's end
Turn up the speakers, bump that Bowie, Young Americans
Ain't a DJ gon' play it, start it over again
Don't tell me you don't love me no more, my Sweet Gidget
We can play what you want, I'll put on that Mac Miller Swimming
How 'bout your favorite band? I'll scream with you to Boy Division
Aves, you ain't in danger, I just wanna show you something different

Wanted me to roll with you, at least you really tried to
But I know that road and just how it's gon' leave me locked up
And that's regardless if we go to Memphis or Chicago
Your ass might as well be the feds, call you Black Mariah
Wanted me to roll with you, at least you really tried to
But I know that road and just how it's gon' leave me locked up
And that's regardless if we go to Memphis or Chicago
Your ass might as well be the feds, call you Black Mariah

I just can't follow you into the setting sun
Underneath the barrel of your gun
Cause what we got going on here is enough
I don't wanna run away across the country, my love
You gon' have to find somebody else for this one
I ain't taking this one up even for you, hun
But I ain't stopping you either, go'on 'head, have your fun
But if that's what you choose, I think we gonna be done
I don't think I want this no more, I'd rather be alone
I ain't holding you back but I ain't coming along
Have at it, pack your bags and get gone
I suppose we had a good run
Good luck in your Paradise City
Hope the grass is green, I hope you self sufficient
I'll be right here if you ever come home

Wanted me to roll with you, at least you really tried to
But I know that road and just how it's gon' leave me locked up
And that's regardless if we go to Memphis or Chicago
Your ass might as well be the feds, call you Black Mariah
Wanted me to roll with you, at least you really tried to
But I know that road and just how it's gon' leave me locked up
And that's regardless if we go to Memphis or Chicago
Your ass might as well be the feds, call you Black Mariah