Tantrum pt. i
Weston Taylor
[Verse 1]
I wouldn’t ask too much of her
You can’t repeat the past
Well of course you can
It just doesn’t last
And I’ll do big things without her
That’ll make her prouder, I think
It sure was nice to see you
Sure was quite the thrill
Had me thinking it was still
Something real
[Verse 2]
And on my darkest days I hate you
On my best, I don’t think of you at all
How do I know you’re not a monster
Did my mom ever tell you she’s appalled?
Cause you are rude and you’re conniving
When you’re drunk, you know your eyes
They get so small
You’ll have boring jobs and boyfriends
You’ll become another mother
And that’s all
You know the sickest thing about it is
If you just wanted me to be there
I’d be there for it all
