Pity Party - Jean Dawson

Seems like street lights going nowhere fast

I can’t seem to leave you in the past

I’m Cupid with a shotgun

She was a blonde hair

Blue-yellow eyes light skin

Black-white spice girl

Tie her hair up and fight girl

We used to hook up in the back of her car

When mine wouldn’t start

Far is too close and my memory’s not sharp

What a butter knife of a night

What if I wasn’t in the passenger side

Kickin' my game like Tekken Tag

Switching my play like the second half?

Tell you exactly what you wanna hear

How I’ll always be there for you

Even when you know I’m never there for you

Even when you find somebody else

Even when you crying to your friends

How I fucked you a dipped

I never had a problem being transparent

I apologize if I have trouble

Being all you need

Being the air you breath

The smoke in your lungs turns

White eyes pink

I don’t need to run

I don’t need to love

Street lights turn bright when I

Pull out my gun

And I’m Cupid with a shotgun

I do not love

I don’t need you

I do not front

Back then I’d say you was everything

And my phone’s on five percent

And I’m halfway through the paragraph about how I only wanted to fuck

Fuck, you got me

And I laughed it off with a cigarette in mouth

Thinking about the girl that’s on my couch

That just gave me the sloppy

I’m sorry