Ukulele

Don’t leave baby I ask you
If you go come back quickly
Can’t picture you not around
It would just kill me
Not much for drama but I do exaggerate sometimes
Wouldn’t actually die
Don’t think
Don’t know
But in the midst of it I think
I still need you to feel alive
I could spit for days
I could really spit for days
A simple fact, the thought never will I have nothing left to say
Even the dullest can amaze me
There’s something kind of crazy
About holding a steady job and facing that monotony
I know that is not for me
I down a couple cans of beer
I like it when I feel weird
That’s how I get my mind clear
Ed told me to write a song without a chorus
Shit he knew, for me that’s land without a forest
But I lov myself a challenge all is good whn you find balance
I’ll take a double cheeseburger with a side of salad
I don’t care about the haters, I just wanna make the paper and by wanna make
the paper I mean I wanna be right on the cover
It ain’t working It ain’t working
It ain’t working no
It ain’t working no
It ain’t working no
I know that is «not for me» and nothing that you say
Can’t tell me there’s «something» be like «I'm this way»
Freestyle got the best of me and strings that I’ll play
These sounds and melodies just fill up my days
Fill up my cup
Get me dazed
Praise my idols
Get them plays
Stack it on
Stack it up
Take a while
I’m worth while
Get to know
What you don’t
Here I’ll be for some time
Some time
For some time
Some time
Don’t leave baby I ask you
If you go come back quickly
Can’t picture you not around
It would just kill me
Not much for drama but I do exaggerate sometimes
Wouldn’t actually die
Don’t think
Don’t know
Not much for drama but I do exaggerate sometimes
Wouldn’t actually die
Don’t think
Don’t know