What if I told you I forgot your mothers name What if I told you That I thought your brothers lame What if I told you We fucked I never came What if I told you I took your picture out the frame I always bragged about how smart you were Now I'm 21 and I'd never date a highschooler You spat me the worst Now you spoon feed me real I don't care how it looks I like how it feels Like a yacht by the rocks You're a distant appeal I don't care how it looks I like how it feels And you've got the nerve To tell me I'm not cursed Watch your step You've soaked into me It's just water to you Watch your step You spat me the worst Now you spoon feed me real I don't care how it looks I like how it feels I don't care how it looks I like how it feels I don't care how it looks I like how it feels