My god, what does it mean when I call to talk. And I fall apart, you won't pick up your phone. Guess I can't admit that I'm over my head. That I'm falling down that slippery slope and climbing back into your bed.
[Chorus]. Riding with the top down through the valley. Real ones all around me. Got the west coast chick from Cali. Rolling up something cloudy. Let your hair down.
(I don't need your love no more). (I don't need your, I don't need your love no more). (I don't need your love no more). (I don't need your, I don't need your love no more).
The window looks onto the garden. And the smallest roof of our house. You bring the roof down on my head. You and I get kept on the haunted roof. . My body, body, eyes, you look into, look into.
Unzip the body bag, lay me on the slab,. identify my carcass with another toe tag,. jot down the fatal wounds and estimated time of death,. peel back my scalp and slice open my chest..