marriage counseling ! - hypocrite's lament

And I've said too much tonight, I think
My mouth just has this way of
Running away from me
Smoking sopping wet cigarettes
Smell alcohol on your breath
But I don't mind I think it's kind of cute

And I love being cute
With you-a oh oh
Oh a ha ha oh ha ha oh

Fucking up everything I put my heart into
So thank god I haven't put my heart in you
Smoking weed won't make this better
At least I can sit
Complacently in my favorite sweater
As life moves by
I'm so fucking high

I can't stop looking down when I walk
Talking shit on top of this sarcophagus
Filled with my old mistakes

I eat it up insatiably; the notion that
My paycheck is anything more than
The handcuffs of our ungrateful masters
(We love our fucking masters)
They dig us shallow graves
And we all will gladly lay in them

I'm just a calamity country star
Singing songs about
How the world's fucked up
But I won't do a fucking thing to make it better

And we're all walking hypocrisies
Let's keep this between you and me
Else we might be judged so fucking harshly

Written by:
Mason Baszniak

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