Wide angle
shuffle my shoes;
strangling my angel
muffling clues
and blaming my baby,
and you're blaming my baby

what do you need girl
what do you need from me

dried out and dried up
look at you
crooked nosed and silk eyes
to see through
concealer and paint
that you caked just so you
wouldn't look plain
and wouldn't complain

so what could you need girl,
what could you need from me
what more to ask for
when I've given it all
the car the pills my church
the sake of my name

so
keep keep complacent
keep keep changing your place
ABC town to L.A
make sure you're dragging your weight