Aftermath (Edit)

Hey, ho, whoa, whoa, whoa

Hey, hey, ha, ahh

Yeah

I like to think about the aftermath

When everybody in the world walks just like this

Man, you have to laugh, ha ha

I'd like to dedicate this to myself

When everybody in the world talks just like this

You don't have no one else

Blah, blah, blah

And when I think about you, bless your heart

With everybody on your back

Tryna tell you how to act, so you dress the part, ha

I only think about you half the time

We get to bringin' up the past

I be runnin' out of laughs, and I have to cry

Cry

(My feet, both my feet, both hurt)

(From walkin' away)

(Feet, both my feet, both hurt)

(From walkin' away)