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 miss you, miss you.

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 miss you, miss you.

I got my baby back
I miss your kiss; I miss you.

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!