My Dead Girl
Better yet, better get jealous of what didn't get your name
Better you fake the truth
I tried to buy an aluminum toy from the booth outside the dojo
With a ten buck coin from your old drawer
Don't even know what you've been up to
Since the time you said I never saw the real you
Brain like a sphinx and a vest like a townie
Yeah, I got you, but if you ever saw me
I go riding in cars
But I'm not the driver
Riding in cars
Now I'm the bad girl you wanted, yeah, yeah
Pull the shades, make the call
Get the feds crawling through the lawn
I got smoke in my iris
Backwater acid bath for riddle-rousing cowards
Better me than you've ever seen
Brain like a sphinx and a vest like a townie
If these are my last words, guess you found me
I go riding in cars
But I'm not the driver
Riding in cars
Now I'm the dead girl you wanted, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Don't even know what you've been up to
And the me that you knew, that was some other me
Brain like a sphinx but got nails like a prom queen
Stay on the bleachers, from there you can watch me
Go riding in cars
But I'm not the driver
Riding in cars
More like the dead girl you wanted
Riding in cars
And you're not the driver
Riding in cars
Forever and overly gone, yeah
Better you fake the truth
I tried to buy an aluminum toy from the booth outside the dojo
With a ten buck coin from your old drawer
Don't even know what you've been up to
Since the time you said I never saw the real you
Brain like a sphinx and a vest like a townie
Yeah, I got you, but if you ever saw me
I go riding in cars
But I'm not the driver
Riding in cars
Now I'm the bad girl you wanted, yeah, yeah
Pull the shades, make the call
Get the feds crawling through the lawn
I got smoke in my iris
Backwater acid bath for riddle-rousing cowards
Better me than you've ever seen
Brain like a sphinx and a vest like a townie
If these are my last words, guess you found me
I go riding in cars
But I'm not the driver
Riding in cars
Now I'm the dead girl you wanted, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Don't even know what you've been up to
And the me that you knew, that was some other me
Brain like a sphinx but got nails like a prom queen
Stay on the bleachers, from there you can watch me
Go riding in cars
But I'm not the driver
Riding in cars
More like the dead girl you wanted
Riding in cars
And you're not the driver
Riding in cars
Forever and overly gone, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Wagner Ferm, Sarah E. Dupius Kornreich, Michael Robert Falcone, Davin Garrett Mcknight
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