Single Mothers – Long Distance lyrics

Put it away
That insulting edge, studying the complex
Prescribed to subsets
I’ve been over all the mood swings again
I’m not even sure what this should mean
It’s okay
Baby, it’s alright
When you need a backseat [?]
Giving him some good time [?]
I’ve been over the same palpation[?]
Getting something back's got lost in the arrangement

Rundown and rollin’ around town
Like you know what you’re doing
Like you know who he really is
Like you know what you wanted
Just dig into my pockets

Dig into my pockets
You’ll never be who you wanted
Dig into my pockets
We’ll never be who you wanted

Runnin’ around
Back downtown

Paralyzing my self-esteem
It’s great, it’s beaming, man
I’m just a page in your self-published rag
Yeah, DIY 'til you die, man
Don’t you wonder
What she’s up to now?
Yeah, what you could have been?
Don’t you wonder what she’s up to now
Don’t you miss how she’s gotten under your skin

Dig into my pockets

Dig into my pocket
You’ll never be who you wanted
Dig into my pockets
We’ll never be who you wanted
Dig into my pockets
You’ll never be who I wanted
Dig into my pockets
I hope you know it’s impossible

Digest the mess, and took you to bed[?]

Paralyzing my self-esteem
It’s great it’s beaming, man
Run down and rollin’ around town
Like you know what you’re doing
Like you know who he really is
Like you know what you wanted
Run down and rollin’ around town
Like you know what you’re doing
Like you know who he really is
Like you know what you wanted
Dig into my pockets

Back downtown