A bottle of Pinot and Tyler the Creator
About your girl, do you mind if I date her
I don’t want her I just want the company
I just want a girl who’ll never love me
We’ll most likely get into an argument over something dumb
Get defensive and act like we’re both independent and numb
Then she’ll go back to you or maybe not
Then I’ll get a text weeks later from a number I forgot
She’ll tell you or him it’s nothing and to trust her
But deep down you’ll both know you’ll never be how you were

It’s my day off and I just wanna be left alone
I just wanna daydream about a loving wife and my own home
I currently don’t have either one
I’m currently in the second master having no fun
All my friends are gone and it’s all on purpose
They don’t need someone who keeps calling himself worthless
Not to mention all those melodramatic drunk texts
Two bottles of wine later and I can’t stop thinking about my ex
Looks like everything she about me was true
I really am no one, average is the best I can do

Black hair, blondes, and brunettes
You can have them all depending on what you net
I’m misogynistic, yeah yeah, I know
But what about all the good broke guys you let go
I call it a southern thing but there’s probably more to it
There’s probably west coast guys out there going through it
Don’t forget the Midwest and East
There’s probably a lot of beauties who act like beasts
So if I’m a misogynist you’re a misandrist
Yeah you, the girl who daddy never kissed
Or maybe you’re the girl mommy never loved
Maybe you just hate the concept of The Holy One Above
Like if He’s so good then why is your past so bad
I can relate, trust me, it makes everyone mad
They say look at the present and be glad
But I just want an explanation for not having anything I should’ve had