Crying at the flea market
Clenching fists in my jean jacket
‘Cause everything they’ve got here’s leopard print
Like they raided your closet
And I’m so pathetic I almost bought
The ugliest shirt I ever saw
‘Cause you would have loved it
You would have worn it
Singing along to “Little Corvette”
Shaking hands the casket
you kept asking
slept since your passing
And I’m
I’m so pathetic my
they got your lipstick
Cause peach your
worn it
in you always
I
could I have
I I I 21
I woke up my hands
Your Grandma’s mantle
Life’s out I
The sight her, lighting
And I’m so pathetic I beg God
To my my
you have
You to to
my to
I
could I have
I I I 21
I woke up my hands
And your keep in
raise they they turn 51
I wake up you’re gone while they’ve
(Instrumental)
I’m so pathetic I beg God
To my my
you have
You to to
my to
my to
Crying at the flea market
Clenching fists in my jean jacket
‘Cause everything they’ve got here’s leopard print
Like they raided your closet
And I’m so pathetic I almost bought
The ugliest shirt I ever saw
‘Cause you would have loved it
You would have worn it
Singing along to “Little Corvette”
Shaking hands the casket
you kept asking
slept since your passing
And I’m
I’m so pathetic my
they got your lipstick
Cause peach your
worn it
in you always
I
could I have
I I I 21
I woke up my hands
Your Grandma’s mantle
Life’s out I
The sight her, lighting
And I’m so pathetic I beg God
To my my
you have
You to to
my to
I
could I have
I I I 21
I woke up my hands
And your keep in
raise they they turn 51
I wake up you’re gone while they’ve
(Instrumental)
I’m so pathetic I beg God
To my my
you have
You to to
my to
my to
