Woe, woe

Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe

Woe, woe

Woe, woe

Woe, woe

Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe

She said that I′m a textbook narcissist

I told her that she's toxic like carcinogens

She kicked me out the house, I said, "Karma is a bitch"

And then we made love under the stars and the wind

I must be dumb, she had a pocket full of horseshoes

Smile like orange juice, shining off my fangs

I′m trying to ascertain why everybody has to complain

Even the sunshine'll dance in the rain

You can produce and direct your critique

My skin's thick with three C′s, it seem to get thicker every week

Feel free to express your speech

We squeeze diamonds from the pressure as a stress release

If you can flex that strength, then you know how it goes

We show up for each other and try to hold each other close

Both of us supposed to keep it under control

You can′t love another life without a couple of woes

(Woe, woe)

(Woe, woe) I know you got a couple of those

(Woe, woe)

(Woe, woe) I know you got a couple of woes

(Woe, woe)

(Woe, woe) yeah, I know you got a couple of those

(Woe, woe)

(Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe)

I'm like whoa

Somebody better call an ambulance

I′d have to be sick to think we'd ever need another jam like this

And at the least, please reach out to my management

Tell them I forgot to leave the seat down in the can again

I′m sorry, I know I'm so unoriginal

Plus I′m overly critical, I'm a condescending contradiction

Slip into the victim role if it remotely fits

A shoulder full of chips, pulling luggage on my ego trip

Apparently, I'm inherently chewing on my foot

Put a judge on the cover of my book

Dad shorts in the streets, dad snores in the sheets

With an orchestra of noise from the core of my sleep

Please baby, keep me in your thoughts

I know it′s gotta be almost impossible for you to water

All the flowers in my pot, I put the sour in the sauce

And act like it′s not my fault, it's just a product of my flaws

If you ever had a pulse, then you know how it goes

We show up for each other and try to hold each other close

I ain′t above it, it's a struggle to grow

You can′t love another life without a couple of woes

(Woe, woe)

(Woe, woe) I know you got a couple of those

(Woe, woe)

(Woe, woe) I know you got a couple of woes

(Woe, woe)

(Woe, woe) yeah, I know you got a couple of those

(Woe, woe)

(Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe, woe)