The one chick,
Bright red lipstick with the cheap kicks
Going out on the weekends
Weeknights high with her best friend
We stand adjacent to the nightstand
My hands falling to the pavement
Outside she fights with her parents
They see me wearing my cheap kicks
She sits next to all of them
Saying they're her friends
She don't understand
Why I take my stand
The one chick, dark black lipstick with a stick shift
All the amps they barely fit
In the back of the hatchback with our cheap kicks
Dreaming driving through the bullshit
Cruising along with the prospects
Dissects whats wrong with me
Lie and say you're happy
Go and get some tea
Before you have to leave