God's Gift to Women

Isn’t it fun
Picking out all the girls you wanna fuck?
Bell hooks on your nightstand
Dodge your girl’s messages again
Your city’s not as bright as you think
Demons hidden inside all the buildings
Haunted by the past, but you just push it back
Time to watch those skeletons fall
This is your wrecking ball
Isn’t it fun
Talking shit about me to everyone?
City year on your resume
Doesn’t change all the pain you gave away
Your city’s not as bright as you think
Demons hidden inside all the buildings
Haunted by the past, but you just push it back
Time to watch those skeletons fall
This is your wrecking ball
Keep writing those records
About how you know best
Like you’r a walking fucking copy
Of infinite jest
But i’m done playing along
Not singing along anymor
Cause you’re not the person
The world pretends you are
Your city’s not as bright as you think
Demons hidden inside all the buildings
Haunted by the past, but you just push it back
Time to watch those skeletons fall
Your city’s not as bright as you think
Your tenants are evacuating
Not sure where they’ll end up, they’ve gotta take the plunge
And find a life free of your faults
This is your wrecking ball