It's not a bad habit, it's a hobby this ain't a date it's just coffee, she asked if I loved her, I said 'hardly' I don't even think I know what that means.
It's girls night out in the city, Ya their makeup's perfect but the looks aren't pretty, Jealousy's attention to the ones that can get it, something like coming in second.
They're back at it, they're back, back at it again...
They say they're friends but it's only pretend, you can see them at the bar, bummin' all your cigarettes and ya I thought it's 'cause she was a christian, turns out the girl just really wasn't with it.
Had me tricked with the cross on her necklace had me figured out with all my intentions, you gotta write about what you know, well it's hard, I only have short term goals and I hardly even follow through with those...
She's back at it, she's back, back at it again sayin' they're friends, but it's only pretend. Bummin' 'round the bar with all your cigarettes. Oh baby please Come over here and talk to me, I keep growing even though I was a bad seed Now that's gotta say something about me