Strobe lights
One flash in a pan, then you’ve seen it
I’ll wait for the but it lingers
I’ll wait for it
For nights
And I’ll the pot and the kettle
Don’t do the for me
I know that you party
Don’t want me 'round
No one’s sticking up for me
But you’re
feet
Off the ground
Brain waves blink like
Strobe lights
One flash in a pan, then you’ve seen it
I’ll wait for the but it lingers
I’ll wait for it
For nights
And I’ll the pot and the kettle
I’ll call you Monday, but
You’ll call me for feelings
And I’m picking up, pardon my pride
time
Your mom watches cable
While I’m setting the table
She don’t say I remind her of her son
My brain waves blink like
Strobe lights
One flash in a pan, then you’ve seen it
I’ll wait for the but it lingers
I’ll wait for it
For nights
And I’ll the pot and the kettle