six speed

I broke down last week

I couldn’t pick myself up

My momma called me last week

I started to cry when I hung up

I had a threesome last night

I woke up all alone

I guess that’s total freedom, that’s nice

I should turn off my phone

Baby I'm just too weak

Too weak to speak

Let's talk in a week

Baby I'm just too weak

Too weak to speak

Let's talk in a week

Six speeds, six speeds on my bike

Six speeds, six speeds on my bike

And I'm moving pretty fast, moving moving pretty fast from it

And I'm moving pretty fast, moving moving pretty fast from it

Pretty people seem so unhappy with themselves

If I had a face like that I'd never love no one else

And I don't want to cry, ‘cause nobody ever cries if they're tough

Leave me out to dry, just so I can lie with the rest of the stuff

But nobody likes

That's too hard to bite

That's not worth the fight

That won't do it right

The one that nobody likes

Too hard to bite

Not worth the fight

Won't do it right

Six speeds, six speeds on my bike

Six speeds, six speeds on my bike

And I'm moving pretty fast, moving moving pretty fast from it

And I'm moving pretty fast, moving moving pretty fast from it