Envy's Favorite Sloth

Hop out of the backseat
Flying back to Bradley
Peeking at my valleys
And hoping they're all bad dreams

Place your hands in mine
I'll tell you how they feel divine
Venting to your glasses which you need to realign
You say you recognize my face
We both know that's a lie
Fool me once, well you can fool me anytime

Tell my sorry Tale
With your painted fingernails
Collect all of my mail
And put it up for sale

So paint your nails black
And mispronounce our names
I went to go and kiss you
But who lent in? Who to blame?
You called me in the morning
T-t-to make sure I hadn't died
Fool me once, well you can fool me anytime
Fool me once, well you can fool me anytime
Fool me once, (well) you can fool me anytime

And when you put up so well
That I wish I was you



Credits
Writer(s): Connor Tuttle
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