Lyrics Mudslide - Rare Candy

Mudslide

You’re like a mudslide in the way you’re fun at first, but now I’m driving home
with this shit on my shirt
I’m rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain
What’s a good time without a couple stains?
Draw me a smile
Because I can never remember the curves of your lips
It’s been a while, since I’ve felt the touch of your soft smooth hips
So, sing me a song, or throw me a bone
No one ever likes feeling all alone, but you’re doing fine at that
Who’d ever have known that you were always a house, but you were never a home
No, you were never
No, you were never
You’re like a mudslide in the way you’re fun at first, but now I’m driving home
with this shit on my shirt
I’m rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain
What’s a good time without a couple stains?
They’ll never wash out
I’m washed up
Your dress is spotless
You got me fucked up
Have fun walking home alone
Have fun walking home alone
Paint me a picture
Of whatever it was you decided to call it
I was quicker
To give it a name, but it’s all the same when it’s over and done with
I hope you had fun with stupid little kids that have no idea how to call
somebody pretty, how to sing them a song
They just play along with what they see in the media
You’re like a mudslide in the way you’re fun at first, but now I’m driving home
with this shit on my shirt
I’m rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain
What’s a good time without a couple stains?
They’ll never wash out
I’m washed up
Your dress is spotless
You got me fucked up
Have fun walking home alone
Have fun walking home alone
And it’s a shame, that on my rise to fame you’ll be the reason my songs are
catchy as hell
Do you feel the pain that I’m singing of?
You were never one to kiss and tell
And I didn’t mean to be this hard on you, it’s just been hard on me
All I do is exaggerate, I complicate, I stay up late, to contemplate what you
did to me
You’re like a mudslide in the way you’re fun at first, but now I’m driving home
with this shit on my shirt
I’m rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain
What’s a good time without a couple stains?
You’re like a mudslide in the way you’re fun at first, but now I’m driving home
with this shit on my shirt
I’m rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain
What’s a good time without a couple stains?
They’ll never wash out
I’m washed up
Your dress is spotless
You got me fucked up
Have fun walking home alone
Have fun walking home alone