The next batch of kids
They're gonna be one tough scene
The kind of shit I think
Don't stand up when I bleed
But ain't no one more scared
Than yours truly
'Cause I got a backwards heart (Come take my hand)
And I'm tough to be sold
And in a backwards heart (No, it ain't my fault)
Not much can grow
But I'ma turn it around
And I just want you to know
The next phase of me
I'm gonna be one tough scene
Don't mind no black and blue
Been green and everything in-between
And I told her to heal up
But she don't know what I mean
'Cause I got a backwards heart (Back me up)
Am I centerfold?
And in a backwards heart (Back, back me up)
Not much can grow
So I'ma turn it around
And I just want you to know
I see your backwards heart
I see your backwards heart
I see your busy heart, oh
I feel your backwards heart
I have tried so many times
But looking at what I've chosen
God, it's harrowing
Good grief, can't be lonely there
What becomes of the mirror boy
Who wants to know the outside world
But cannot begin?
Good grief, can't be lonely there
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Good grief is all that I knew then
I fought a war in my bedroom
So goddamn scared to be here
Good grief is all in my bedroom
A tug of war in my mirror
So goddamn scared to see you
Good grief, you carry me through, yeah
Just an inch up outta the blue, yeah
And I'm coming home to please you (Good grief, good grief)
Good grief, it's good to see you
Look at me, I'm undefeated
I'm having all them believe her, yeah (Good grief, good grief)
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