[Intro Instrumental] I tie up your hair, as you puke into the sink again. As I'm falling out of sequence with the golden folding guarding garden chair. Comparing how you care, isn't what scared me off. It was the droning and condoning of the shit that you thought you've lost. Mop up the shit you saw to cop. Crawl to the wall you put up to fall for, effortlessly. Another Miss-step, maybe? Another Mrs., hesitates to pay me. It's not up yet? It's on you, to fix it to make sense. Fuck the regret. Again, forgot the first step to help with the debt. Let me let the last bet forget to forgive me truly. I think I'm finally ready to take it more steady, than seriously happy, honestly. [Instrumental] Another Miss-step, maybe? Another Mrs., hesitates to pay me. It's not up yet? Another Miss-step, maybe? Another Mrs., hesitates to pay me. It's not up yet? [Outro]
