I’m holding on your rope, 

Got me ten feet off the ground 

I’m hearin what you say but I just can’t make a sound 

You tell me that you need me 

Then you go and cut me down, but wait 

You tell me that you’re sorry 

Didn’t think I’d turn around, and say…

Ok I’m talking bout a 

Good girl gone bad 

Crooked world wrong pad 

Right mom wrong dad

I sing this song mad but not mad enough to shoot you 

But it just eats me up like some bbq from Luther’s 

In the morning with the boosters 

On the corner with the boosters 

And she’s the freshcut and they’re on her like sutures 

And I wanna talk to her 

But her momma has to school her 

I wanna see her better 

She’s the weather of my future

I don’t wanna see another hurricane 

Baby you can kill the pain 

If you just let me explain 

Trust me I know what I’m sayin’ 

You will end up on the track of an oncoming train 

Stuck in the passenger seat 

Trying do the fast lane 

Well once upon a time there was a mom and a dad 

Who on the outside had everything people wished they had 

A beautiful daughter two story house two car garage 

And a white picket fence wrapped around the front yard

See daddy was a doctor 

And mommy was a banker 

Mommy’s job got outsourced 

So now mommy’s drinker

Daddy had a malpractice suit 

Now he’s a snorter 

And all this shits takin place 

right in front of their daughter 

She says, «Daddy what’s wrong?” 

But he’s just too high 

«Mommy what we gon’ do?” 

She just get drunk and cry

Caught in the middle of two wrongs trying to do right 

Looking for answers alone in the darkness of night 

That shit ain’t tight 

I’m holding on your rope, 

Got me ten feet off the ground 

I’m hearin what you say but I just can’t make a sound 

You tell me that you need me 

Then you go and cut me down, but wait

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