Erica - Hot Sugar, The Gtw

I’m so tired of living with you

Tired

I’m so tired of living with you

Tired

I’m so tired of living with you

You’re my worst nightmare come true

My eyes droop low because of you

I’m texting on the flip phone

Complaining that the wealth is gone

But you blew all your rent on

The nightlife and the iPad

Always fussing in the morn'

I’m mad I moved in with a bore

Yelling at your ex boys way more than I am

Facing the table, cooking eggs up in the morning

I ran out of words to utter, so I end up loaning

Every day you’re smoking with the milf next door

Who always tries to get me to come fix her drawer

Narcolepsy sweeps my every move

When I’m with you I can’t get liver

Our ships expire, desire fading

Karaoke, singing songs

‘Bout how you think you’re treated wrong

Why’d you quit your only job

To be a full time pain in my ass?

I love it when you comb your hair

And the sparkle in your eyes' glare

Only thing that I confess

That I’m holding one that I can’t have

Wine Glasses shattered on the floor

Her fabric’s out at dinner

Double date, hooked up with four

This scene’s the last straw, I’ve seen this before

So Erica Maynard, I just can’t contain her

Narcolepsy sweeps my every move

When I’m with you I can’t get liver

Our ships expire, desire fading