Streets Vacation Bible School

(I've been going through some things)
(I struggle with my inner man)
(I hustle, I'll do what I can, can)
(Don Dada on the, Don Dada on the beat)

Sometimes I wonder if you still wanna fuck me
Like you said on AIM in '08 (totally)
Bible study, we were buddy-buddy
Then you said that we should fornicate (like, yeah)

In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit
Let your white studded belt hit the ground
And my hair stayed teased as I'm on my knees
Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound

And like every other shitty love story, you came and went, just like that
And I tried to call you desperately but boy you didn't add me back, yeah

And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in
You're still the boy that I'd pick in a line-up of like thirty hot guys
Your eyes are still so pretty, I bet
Your lips are probably wet with the lies of our relationship

Now, it's fine because I'm a whore
And I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but
Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why
I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool
In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)
In vacation bible school

Scoo-ba-doop-doo-doo, Jesus
Scoo-ba-doop-doo-doo, Jesus (mmh, yeah)
Scoo-ba-doop-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo (uh)

Sometimes I wonder if Jesus is above me
Making sure we meet again (but when?)
And then when I saw you at our local mall, you
You walked right by me with your friends (what a dick, literally)

In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit
Let your white studded belt hit the ground
And my hair stayed teased as I'm on my knees
Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound

And like every other shitty love story you came and went, just like that
And I tried to call you desperately but boy you didn't add me back, yeah

And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in
You're still the boy that I'd pick in a line-up of like thirty hot guys
Your eyes are still so pretty, I bet
Your lips are probably wet
With the lies of our relationship

Well, it's fine because I'm a whore
And I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but
Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why
I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool
In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (Vacation bible school)
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (In vacation bible school)
In vacation bible-

And one day, I get to blame myself for this
I can blame it on selfishness that you never really wanted my love
And someday, God will make you pay for this
I just wanted faithfulness, but you never really wanted my love (my love, my love)
(Or my backdoor!)