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Oh god – god, she’s really done it now.
Coked up her body’s all spun around.
Oh yeah – yeah, she’s really done it.
And seeing her just isn’t something I can stomach.

Back it up back it up, if you talking shit to me
Smack it up smack it up, if you act a bitch to me
Stack it up stack it up, if you’re fucking rich as me
My daddy owns a dealership the rest is fucking history.

This ain’t a love song
This ain’t a broken heart homey singing only cause he’s lonely
This ain’t a love song
This ain’t a whiskey drowned ballad - there ain’t nothing here that’s valid

So tell me baby pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard, tell me how to stay strong and carry you home, over corpses of our long lost fathers and our unborn daughters cause god damn it I can’t do it alone.

Oh no - no I’m not impressed with you.
Pink drinks have seemed to get the best of you.
Walk late and sleep until the sun sets, I’d talk but you took the tongue I talk with.

Back it up back it up, if you talking shit to me
Smack it up smack it up, if you act a bitch to me
Stack it up stack it up, if you’re fucking rich as me
My daddy owns a dealership the rest is fucking history.

This ain’t a love song
This ain’t a broken heart homey singing only cause he’s lonely
This ain’t a love song
This ain’t a whiskey drowned ballad - there ain’t nothing here that’s valid

So tell me baby pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard, tell me how to stay strong and carry you home, over corpses of our long lost fathers and our unborn daughters cause god damn it I can’t do it alone.

I could call you out and complain the rain has worsened, but it’s that much better if I did it all in person.

So tell me baby pretty baby that this house is not a graveyard, tell me how to stay strong and carry you home, over corpses of our long lost fathers and our unborn daughters cause god damn it I can’t do it alone.