What if I told you
I forgot your mothers name
What if I told you
That I thought your brothers lame
What if I told you
We fucked I never came
What if I told you
I took your picture out the frame

I always bragged about how smart you were
Now I'm 21 and I'd never date a highschooler

You spat me the worst
Now you spoon feed me real
I don't care how it looks
I like how it feels

Like a yacht by the rocks
You're a distant appeal
I don't care how it looks
I like how it feels

And you've got the nerve
To tell me I'm not cursed
Watch your step
You've soaked into me
It's just water to you
Watch your step

You spat me the worst
Now you spoon feed me real
I don't care how it looks
I like how it feels

I don't care how it looks
I like how it feels
I don't care how it looks
I like how it feels