Roll me up, smoke me like

I′m the last backwood you'll have in your life

Take your time, fuck me right

I know you′ve seen a lot of things

That's why we get along so well, my darling

And you know I hate to give you such a hard time

But you know I hate when people got what's mine

What′s mine, ooh, what′s mine

Tell me that you meant it when you said

There was no one else you were thinking of back then

And I know you said you didn't mean to make me cry

But I don′t believe that sometimes

Sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes, I wonder

Oh, sometimes, I wonder

Ooh, it doesn't matter though

Sometimes, I wonder

Oh, sometimes, I wonder

Ooh, it doesn′t matter though