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Today I wasn't even gonna take a shower |
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And then I got a call sayin' that my cousin died in a fire |
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So I washed myself for what seemed like three hours |
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With tears in rusty water |
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I need some of that calgon, take me away action immediately' |
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Fore I start scrubbin' my hands hard repeatedly |
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I'm stuck somewhere lethargic between reality |
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In a fuckin' school video |
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Wake me up |
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I say goodbye too many times in these 22 long ones |
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Here I am wavin' again, "So long, friend" |
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I shoulda told her how this town doesn't like when people leave |
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So it finds ways to keep 'em, it sews seeds and reaps 'em |
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And now she's part of that harvest, different from all the others |
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Ask her mother how her smile touched souls and warm cold hearts |
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Monique, I miss you, |
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I wish I coulda kissed you farewell |
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And given you that tattoo you always asked for |
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But when I'm done tappin' bud lite on |
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God's stomach |
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You got next, |
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I'm done, y'all take what you want from me |
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I'm going to wash my hands, |
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I miss you boo |
