Mockingbird

Pretty range

You're the prettiest thing

You're like

Parker Posey in a magazine

With

Fitted jeans and crop top back in ninety three

I wanna be your dressed in black

Your

Dark star on the backwards hat

I'm gonna

Write a book and put your name on every page

Every page

Hey pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad

Sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with the raven

Now I'm underneath the willows

Hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down

Pretty little mockingbird

Sing your song

I was desert

Honey you were the sand

I was a bird

Baby you were the branch

And I flew into the blue and watched those flowers die

It wasn't much

Just everything

Could have sat right there and got high with me

But you fell asleep and your dreaming brought the nightmares

Brought the nightmares

Hey pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad

Sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with the raven

Now I'm underneath the willows

Hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down

Pretty little mockingbird

Sing your song

Hey pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad

Sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with the raven

Now I'm underneath the willows

Hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down

Pretty little mockingbird

Pretty little mockingbird

Sing your song