Couldn’t fall asleep all night,
I tried with all my might,
I thought I knew what you want,
It isn’t all that nice,
But I guess it will suffice,
It’s hard to know what you want
Could you be?
A little less sour,
We’re rotting by the hour,
And my hearts rotten too.
In every film I watch I’m on the side of the bad guy,
So turn around,
And show me that I’m better.
Some people got an apple,
Some people got a tangerine,
Looking around and all I see is people happy with what they’re given,
Life is pretty sweet I’m told,
I guess I’m just shit outta luck growing a lemon tree,
I’m gonna burn it down,
And grow me something better.
Blood on my hands, I’m on the fence, I double down,
A swing and a miss, a kick in the ribs, in trouble now, Came from the dirt, back in the ground, when I die, But I’ma survive I got my ways,
Could you be?
A little less sour,
We’re rotting by the hour,
And my hearts rotten too.
In every film I watch I’m on the side of the bad guy,
So turn around,
And show me that I’m better.
Some people got an apple,
Some people got a tangerine,
Looking around and all I see is people happy with what they’re given,
Life is pretty sweet I’m told,
I guess I’m just shit outta luck growing a lemon tree,
I’m gonna burn it down,
And grow me something better
