Find some new friends, start a fire, heard your cold stare left you tired,
Found a new girl, mesmerized her, with the new things you could buy her,
There’s a silkworm in your shoe sole, there’s a fault line in your thick skull,
there’s a cobweb in your mouth man, you better get it checked out while you still can,
There’s a new car in your drive way, your girlfriends upset that you work late,
you’re texting new girls, some are underage, you’ve got a complex you can’t medicate.
Tied your milestones to a necklace, let it hang between another womans breasts
you got caught just like I knew you would, and you played the fool just like I fucking knew you would,
Turns out being good ain’t about the way you quote a scripture verse damn near every day,
turns out being good ain’t about the things you write on computer screens for other people to read.