Emory Jones - Tattooed Neurotic

Call me damaged
Call me insane
Got more baggage
Than a delta plane
I'm
Holding on
But my fingers ache
While you're
Sitting there
Eating food I made
So
This is bliss
That what it is
I don't believe in
True loves first kiss but
Every time
I touch your lips it
Tastes of whiskey and
Cigarettes
And shit
I'm into it
But you're rude
Yeah you're psychotic
You're a
Tattooed neurotic
You're a
Cocaine
Hurricane
Where jet fuel
Meets gin tonics
You're the
Broken leg barstool
In a
Dive bar near your old high school
And I
Can't help but picture you
Standing in the corner of my room
What the fuck is up with that
Oh baby
What the fuck is up with that
Make me beg
For your affection
Give me
Self diagnosed injections
Of viral confessions
But the
IV has a missed connection
Your voicemail
Keeps me in jail
While I
Stand by riding the high of
Good days
And subtle waves of you getting me by
And shit
I'm into it
But you're rude
Yeah you're psychotic
You're a
Tattooed neurotic
You're a
Cocaine
Hurricane
Where jet fuel
Meets gin tonics
You're the
Broken leg barstool
In a
Dive bar near your old high school
And I
Can't help but picture you
Standing in the corner of my room
What the fuck is up with that
Oh baby
What the fuck is up with that
Yeah you're rude
And you're psychotic
You're a
Tattooed neurotic
You're a
Cocaine
Hurricane
Where jet fuel
Meets gin tonics
You're the
Broken leg barstool
In a
Dive bar near your old high school
And I
Can't help but picture you
Standing in the corner of my
Standing in the corner of my
Standing in the corner of my
Rude
And you're psychotic
You're a
Tattooed neurotic
You're a
Cocaine
Hurricane
Where jet fuel
Meets gin tonics
You're the
Broken leg barstool
In a
Dive bar near your old high school
And I
Can't help but picture you
Standing in the corner of my room
What the fuck is up with that
Oh baby
What the fuck is up with that
Honestly

Written by:
Emory Jones

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