I Will Never Write An Obligatory Song About Being On The Road And Missing Someone

Take this pen to paper,
like a virgin enthralled by the danger.
Poetry was never this real to me.
When I was too far gone to save her.
Oh Lordy!
The sun is coming up!
A marshmallow into a cloud!
I’ll never shut up again!
I’m fucking disavowed.
Take this pen to paper,
in a stink there with four total strangers.
I am lost cause freedom has it’s cost.
My box is full, I’ll call you later.
I want my baby back!
I want my baby back!
I miss you, miss you.
I want my baby back!
I want my baby back!
I miss your kiss, I miss you.
I was hoping you were open
but you were not. I missed my shot
But then you called me
Love befalled me,
I never knew.
I never knew it was you.
I got my baby back!
I got my baby back!
I miss you, miss you.
I got my baby back!
I got my baby back!
I miss your kiss, I miss you.
And, I got you back!
And, I got you back!
And, I got you back!
And, I got you,
Got you,
back!
Take this pen to paper.
Watch me take this pen to paper.
Woah!
I take this pen to paper
Watch me take this pen to paper
Woah!