| Yeah, the child in the mirror was homely
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| So he learned early on how to switch into low key
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| Little person, observant and accurate
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| Grew the skills to argue
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| And the passion to back it with
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| Kick over the blocks just to rebuild em
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| Mom and pop used to pop, sound familiar?
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| Daddy had to leave, but Mama kept hurtin'
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| So he stepped up to help be an anchor and a burden
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| And right around the same time
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| Started noticin' girls, but they wouldn’t pay him any mind
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| And if they ever did, he got nervous
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| You should of seen him practice on his hand for his first kiss
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| Even though he was too young to hunt and gather
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| Hungry puppy had to learn how to front and swagger
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| It didn’t matter, it was all self-esteem
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| At sixteen, you only needed one on your team
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| And mom and dad was never getting back together
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| So he was on some baby, «We gonna make it last forever»
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| Basically married right out of high school
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| Five years of gettin' high and fightin' at a drive-thru
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| When he hit twenty-one, they made a son
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| But on his twenty-second birthday, the relationship was done
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| Now he’s got a best friend instead of a wife
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| But he feels like he stole the best years of her life
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| After that, it was one codependent to the next
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| A lotta love, a lotta hate and a little bit of great sex
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| Self-learning in between the self-loathing
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| Strangled in a cycle, can’t feel yourself choking
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| Some of them would overlap, some of them would double-back
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| None of 'em deserved to be exposed to all the trouble that he posed
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| Strike one? |
| Not even out of fear
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| He don’t even do rough sex, you bite him and he’s out of here
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| Make no mistake he puts the man in manipulate
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| And he’s attracted to the women that reciprocate
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| Y’all can kick karma 'til it’s gettin' late
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| Until Mama’s little drama is the topic of the big debate
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| And now a days the confidence is off the page
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| Cause women are attracted to that clown on the stage
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| He’s only in town for a handful of hours
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| But Rapunzel wanna come down
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| And dance in the flowers
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| Wanna make her smile? |
| Wanna make her laugh?
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| Wanna make up for the mistakes in the past?
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| Wanna act like he doesn’t know better
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| If payback’s a bitch he’ll be in debt forever
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| Insecure, impatient
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| Temporary gratification, self-validation
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| That’s what its made of it’s all true
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| And it’s the only reason that he’s even talkin' to you
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| Who?
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| You can try to fix my broken wings
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| You can know all the words to the songs I sing
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| But you don’t need to know what’s wrong with me
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| Unless you think you gonna come home with me
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| You can try to fix my broken wings
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| You can know all the words to the songs I sing
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| But you don’t need to know what’s wrong with me
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| Unless you think you gonna come home with me
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| (Come here)
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| You can try to fix my broken wings
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| You can know all the words to the songs I sing
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| But you don’t need to know what’s wrong with me
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| Unless you think you gonna come home with me |