Another miscontrued electronic communication I guess my attention's not enough Thanks for the courtesy text I'm the last thing you want and the first thing you need So for tonight I guess it's back to the same old hanging with tramp-stamps and cigarettes Don't know whose the lamb or the slaughter
I hope your father's proud of you
My mind's all made up now Are you scared yet baby? 'Cause this town's too small for the both of us Hands where I can see them You'll regret this Mark my words I'll torch this to the ground
You can't get to the phone right now, It's cool, I know you'll call me back When plan A fails to say, "Hey, what's your schedule looking like? Sorry things have been crazy" You're the first thing I want, and the last thing I need
Done ignoring advice from my brilliant friends that say "Stick with the tramp-stamps and cigarettes" It's not gonna change, I'll always be plan B
I hope your fathers proud of you
My mind's all made up now Are you scared yet baby? 'Cause this town's too small for the both of us Hands where I can see them You'll regret this Mark my words, I'll torch this to the ground
On your knees We've got a problem here, So don't get too comfortable I'm sick of breaking my own rules (On your knees) We've got a problem here, seriously (Cover up!) I can't look at you, You're killing me here
So I'll take you up on the that advice tonight
I hope your fathers proud of you Come on, I I hope your fathers proud of you
My mind's all made up now, Are you scared yet baby? 'Cause this town's too small for the both of us Hands where I can see them You'll regret this Mark my words I'll torch this to the ground
Torch this to the ground 'Cause this town's too small for the both of us Hands where I can see them You'll regret this Mark my words, Mark my words I'll torch this to the ground
Come on! I hope your fathers proud of you Now, I I hope he's not ashamed to call you daughter