Counselor - Bent Knee

I rub elbows with some bad boys

They take badgers with their tea

And I’m scared of my friends

When we wrestle they really hurt me

Shots on the block

I think not, I think not

I keep them close, they show their scars to me

I’m a punching bag and a therapist who works for free

Kiss me counselor you’re so sweet

When we talk I think you love me

I could tell you anything

It’s nice that someone’s thinking of me

Oh me, oh my, I’m feeling lonely

Wide open to anybody

Give me kisses or something squishy

Something softer than concrete

Kiss me counselor you’re so sweet

When we talk I think you love me

I could tell you anything

It’s nice that someone’s thinking

Street boy, flashlight, window, crowbar

Xbox, dog barks, gloves off, rip hard

Fake card, back home, tiptoe, good kid

While they don’t know, close mouth, don’t leave me alone

I rub elbows with some bad boys

They take badgers with their tea

And I’m scared of my friends

When we wrestle they really hurt me