Lately I’m not feeling encouraged, Hit the pavement, jumping off of the curb, Going in circles, 33 1/3, I gotta touch some money, I’m such a perv, Got me thinking bout what it means to “deserve” Took my safety from me now I’m always alert The shit that I would give to feel a little secure In my skin, I’d bring u flowers if the roles were reversed —listen to u, make sure u feel heard And If they tried to judge you then I’d blackmail the juror court adjourned, Give u the real baby, shaken not stirred, But u wouldn’t do the same, who gave u the nerve Cool guy overrated, girl, go get you a nerd, Life of every party, nah, I like em reserved, A seat just for me, not for her + for her He says all the right things but I’m not reassured Am I overthinking? Have I told you that I’m feeling unsure? Do u have a handle on it like a Louis V purse? If I had a dozen bruises on body it would probably help you Understand the power of words, Am I emotional or are you detached? How will you be taught if I keep cutting slack? I had a good day, somehow you feel attacked Would we have a nice dinner if I.... relaxed Is that just energy I’m tryna conserve? Touch on my body, boy come love on these curves, You say you’re sorry, spread me out like a germ, Each time I’m optimistic that u finally learned I see the mirror and my secrets emerge, If u get a new girl, i gotta warn her like Kurt Sometimes I wonder if it hurt, When you rose from hell and bumped your head on the dirt