Verse 1:

Misunderstood, that's her middle name
Even blinds could see her window pain
Try to hide issues with dro and drank
At the Ship & Anchor, but her boat just sank
Oh,
She's messed up from past relationships
Who passed and told her take a sip
And the pastor gonna' shake his fist
Diary empty pages ripped out,
That's the way she is, now
She labelled dangerous,
a slut, a hoe, an easy fix,
Down if you just came and went,
Don't trust her no, she's crazy bitch
Loud I hear em' saying shit
But I don't listen much to rumours
Sippin' on a Jack while she's crushin' a cooler
I don't even act like I kinda knew her
Said she's somethin' like a connoisseur
Of the truth, but that's convoluted
Said she's caged in by all the rumours
Of her naked pics and condom usage
Then she sayin' shit like I'm tryna' screw her
But I feel I found the one like hallelujah

Hook:

I imagined her with tattoos on her body
Every man she knew ran straight through her body
Always something new, paper planes and Pilates
But I was so wrong like woah' Kimosabe
cuz

Verse 2:

I don't wanna' take you home tonight
I just wanna' get to know you right
Hearts moving fast like a motorbike
Just made you laugh, that broke the ice, ice
Now we swimming in a sea of convo
It feels like ecstasy, still we sit here on each our barstool
You here right next to me gives you freedom from which demons haunt you
What you meant to me even before you said you believe I'm artful
And we got baggage, probably boat loads of freakin' cargo
Probably overdose, comatose,
I'm seeing stars though
Then she telling me she been clean for four or five years
But no one seems to see, all they see is high heels,
Long hair, short skirt, tattoos, late nights
But in her eyes is the only place I take flight

Hook:

I imagined her with tattoos on her body
Every man she knew ran straight through her body
Always something new, paper planes and Pilates
But I was so wrong like woah' Kimosabe
cuz


Verse 3

It's 2AM and we 2 lost souls
Tell me when this bar close
I write lines for living while you used to buy it
Cut it, then snort it way up your nostrils
Fuck it, who we kidding?
You so gorgeous it's impossible
Not to talk our gospel
You walk a thin line every day
between confident and lost
Think we might need to escape
get binoculars and watch
That freedom that we gain
from being tossed from the dark
From the dark
So run away with me, get evicted
You not like the babes I see in these pictures
They either Maybelene or they strippers
With cocaine debris on they fingers
Different, amazing me, with your system
Switching gracefully between positions
Amidst the pain I see that you live with
Can I break you free from this prison?
Listen

Hook:

I imagined her with tattoos on her body
Every man she knew ran straight through her body
Always something new, paper planes and Pilates
But I was so wrong, so wrong, so wrong, like
I imagined her with tattoos on her body
Every man she knew ran straight through her body
Always something new, paper planes and Pilates
But i was so wrong like woah Kimosabe
cuz