I think I could like you
If you let me drive real far
I think I might want you
If you let me drive your car
I won't steal your keys
I won't try to be mean
Plus it might break you Break you that might save you Couldn't take what isn't mine
I pray to the god who made you
I wouldn't break it
'Cause I like you
Just go about your business
And I know it isn't right
And pretend that I'm your wife Plus I could feed you
I pray to the gods I can please you
Feed you 'cause I need you I hold a fistful of money
Drag me down I reel you in
If you don't think I'm pretty
Just don't think you won't die
I understand
Plus I might hurt you
By a woman's hand Hurt you, desert you I pray to the gods I can burn you
Take to the road
Take me with you
Take to the road
Take me with you
Bring me, this thing me
I pray to the gods you can change me Take to the road
Take me with you
Take to the road
Take me with you.
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