The Mothball

Dear mothball, I know you've spent your whole asking yourself
If you're unlovable or do men these days have no taste at all
They didn't know what they had till they lost you
Now you're a tapestry of all the things you've loved

You're no backburner
You're no chunk of coal to be set aside
Boy, if you love her
Go and tell her before she leaves tonight
She needs no man to tell her "Wait for me"
Cus she's the mothball, and if she's tired
She'll leave

Last call, we're leaving down to south border state
Where people don't know us so we feel free
But even though we're in this wide ass city
She still runs back to her ex
But can you blame this girl, she is damaged

Every boy is a reminder, love yourself enough
I know how lonely you get, call my bluff
Do you really mean it when you say "I want him back"
Or do you want yourself back when you were young

You're no backburner
You're no cat or dog to be left inside
Boy, if you love her
Go and tell her before her heart dies
She needs no man to tell her "Love me just for me"
Cus she's the mothball, and if she's tired
She'll leave

She'll leave
She'll leave
She'll leave