Well can you
Take these threads out my mouth?
I'm sick of spitting them on the ground.
Well can you
Please just shut our mouth?
I'm sick of hearing your sound, sick of hearing your sound
I've got your ashtray, honey, to try to keep
You from stubbing your smokes out on me
Lucky for me that you're so cheap
I've got your ashtray, honey, so you could see
That you can be a bitch
And you can take it too far
You've got your hand on my mouth
Well I guess that's a start
and I'm seein this empty spacees, empty faces
Say this is a waste of my time
I've got your ashtray, honey, to try to keep
You from stubbing your smokes out on me
Lucky for me that you're so cheap
I've got your ashtray, honey, so you could see
This is the writing of
All the thoughts in your head
She's got her high beams on
So maybe you should clean your bed
I've got your ashtray, honey, to try to keep
You from stubbing your smokes out on me
Lucky for me that you're so cheap,
You're so cheap, you're so cheap
Oh ain't it lucky for me?
I've got your ashtray, honey, to try to keep
You from stubbing your smokes out on me
Lucky for me that you're so cheap
I've got your ashtray, honey, so you could see
Lucky for me that you're so cheap
I've got your ashtray, honey, so you could see
