Misery

Yeah

Re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties

Said he re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties

Said he

Number one fan like misery, and misery love company

And with them titties, she never unaccompanied

And she not goin' home in a pumpkin

If it's a tight squeeze, brodie, you the one thumbin'

Please believe

She got a lover and a husband

She got a summons for sex in public and laugh tellin' the story

She laugh from her stomach, I love it

Coverin' her mouth, dainty like she in a paintin'

Daydream, those nails raking

Full moon, she already came to me already wet with sex

Next day I slept, head on the desk, dead tired

It's pass fail on the tested, bite marks on the breast

I'm tryna guess if she takin' me home, or platonic hug and kiss

To burn my cheek, all eight stops on the ACE

I wanna lay together, passin' weed, tangled legs, arms, feet

Tangled sheets, rings and bangles whispered "strangle me", big trees

We spoon in the canopy

I'm in her green room, candidly makin' small talk with the man

Her girlfriend's in the band and she's not a fan of me, I get it

There's only so many days in the week, weeknights in the month

Everyone tryna get next to the plug, she out all night

And don't leave before dusk

Dark turtleneck on the basis and the husband keep his collar turned up

Ragged holes in my throat, but I love to see those lips shiny with blood (I'm her number one fan)

Number one fan like misery, and misery love company

And with them, she never unaccompanied

And she not goin' home in a pumpkin

If it's a tight squeeze, brodie, you the one thumbin'

Please believe, haha

I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties

Said I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties

Said I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties

Said I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties

Said I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams

She the one I need, you can go

She the one I have to have

She the one I need, you can go

She the one I have to have