I broke down last week I couldn't pick myself up My momma called me last week I started to cry when I hung up I had a threesome last night I woke up all alone I guess that's total freedom, that's nice I should have turned off my phone
Baby I'm just too weak Too weak to speak Lets talk in a week
Baby I'm just too weak Too weak to speak Lets talk in a week
Six speeds, six speeds on my bike Six speeds, six speeds on my bike And I'm moving pretty fast Moving, moving pretty fast from it And I'm moving pretty fast Moving, moving pretty fast from it
Pretty people seem so unhappy with themselves If I had a face like that I'd never love no one else And I don't want to cry 'Cause nobody ever cries if they're tough Leave me out to dry, just so I can lie with the rest of the stuff
But nobody likes That's too hard to bite It's not worth the fight Won't do it right The one that nobody likes Too hard to bite Not worth the fight Won't do it right
Six speeds, six speeds on my bike Six speeds, six speeds on my bike And I'm moving pretty fast Moving, moving pretty fast from it And I'm moving pretty fast Moving, moving pretty fast from it
