Texas II

Something 'bout this setlist makes me wanna
Piss you off
Claim I sunk some sorts of exes
That I miss an awful lot
Been considering transitioning this cigarette filter to Litter
After the fifth or the sixth I just belittle, I'm bitter
We should be
Sinners after dinner but you're stuck on fuckin' TikTok
Sucks the air from my
Unimpressive rubber wind sock
You've been making me feel like an inexpensive Antique wrist watch
A man can go without two moving hands
For only so long
And now you're talking about two wrongs
Or the two times I've been read right
In an entire day Of tickless tocks
Set up for more silence tonight
Unless I'm gonna get mocked
Mumblin' something about Tennessee and
Texas and about a dickless cock

So when I said what I said
I would not call that one overcorrection

You left at eleven but only went for a minute
Four in the morning you're back
Yeah it's like those hours were instants
And now this house is a prison
On the couch sober and sittin'
Researching permissions
Around domestic evictions
You grabbed your car keys, you grabbed all your Hennessy
Yelling something or other now about Tennessee or Texas
By the time there's a split it will be undercorrection

It's like you don't see me
Forgot about these teeth
Couldn't be more hard
Than my calcified heart

As I get too thin
(Let's put a toast up for my liver's failure)
You won't commit sin
(While you go on and on about how I've failed ya)

With me, like him
(One last flight before my organs fail me)
Because I meant something
(I can't shake this little feeling)

I'll never get anything right
(On a plane, only packed paraphernalia)
I'm always alone at night
(On a plane, flying to Someplace, Australia)

Go on about that one sweet guy
(To see your sister and your shitty niece)
No censorship this time
(I know exactly what you mean)

What was Bower, like thirty-five?
(What was David, number thirty-five?)
What was Bower, like thirty-five?
(What was David, number thirty-five?)
Thirty five, thirty five