Pump the brakes,
You're a red-flag, red light
Holdin' up a stop sign
I'll never be sloppy seconds

Go ahead, take them back,
Your one, two, three minutes
All you do is take, take,
Takin' off the little

Got more goin' on
I'd rather be eating glass,
Stick hot needles in my eyes,
Go ahead and tap that ass

Draw them up,
Yeah like there's candy girl
I ain't tryin'a connect
Or paint a picture

I'm not in it, never will be
You can't be me, get your freak on,
You can suck it, they've all seen it
And you liked it, now who wants it?
Cotton candy sugar high

Break your bones
When you come down
You're a one trick,
My trick pony who's next to hop on
Ride, ride, ride

'Bout to bring a blood spill
We've both been there,
What's the next stop? I won't sit still

Back to bring up what's real
We've both been there
What's the next stop? I won't sit still

Pump the brakes,
You're a red-flag, red light
Holdin' up a stop sign
I'll never be sloppy seconds

Go ahead, take them back,
Your one, two, three minutes
All you do is take, take,
Takin' off the little

Got more goin' on
I'd rather be eating glass,
Stick hot needles in my eyes,
Go ahead and tap that ass

Draw them up,
Yeah like there's candy girl
I ain't tryin'a connect
Or paint a picture

I'm not in it, never will be
You can't be me, get your freak on,
You can suck it, they've all seen it
And you liked it, now who wants it?
Cotton candy sugar high

Break your bones
When you come down
You're a one trick,
My trick pony who's next to hop on
Ride, ride, ride

'Bout to bring a blood spill
We've both been there,
What's the next stop? I won't sit still

Back to bring up what's real
We've both been there
What's the next stop? I won't sit still

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): JOEL ZIMMERMAN, SOFIA TOUFA