Girlfriend - Long Fin Killie

Girlfriend, really, what can I say?

I’m sick of seeing you half-dressed in bit parts

Sick of trying to get where you’re at

Of wasting every lemon to size eight

Super nailed and wafer-thin

Perfect posture, perfect skin

Super nailed and wafer-thin

I can’t see it’s

Love, when you lose everything

Down to any semblance of backbone

Love, lipstick, fashion, and sex

Looks like you’re addicted to beauty

Super nailed and wafer-thin

I can’t see it

And you make canvas out of swine, you slugger

Just like liquid as you are, but it’s over

And you make canvas out of crime

It’s all that I can sit there

It feels better if I try, but it’s over

Super nailed, and wafer-thin

I pray to God the world won’t kill us

Super nailed, and wafer-thin

I pray that…

Super nailed, and wafer-thin

I pray to God the world won’t kill us

Super nailed, and wafer-thin

I pray