Nobody calls me daddy, sadly And nobody sends me nudes anymore But I saw your ass last night when you hung up And I wonder what you did that for You only crack me up when I'm wasted I usually hate the sound of your voice I hit you up 'cause I thought you were dyin' But now we're in love and I don't have a choice What do I know? What do I know? What do I know? Roses are red and bruises are yellow I like to be so fucking blue You run the board on using your mouth While I run away from needing to I'm workin' on my Three-A-Days You beat me to the punch on everything Used to think things I shouldn't say like "You used to cheer at football games" What do I know? What do I know? What do I know? ♪ You ask to see my morning wood So, I text you back my evening scene People agree that you're batshit crazy So I dial back my tendencies Nobody calls me daddy Nobody calls me daddy Nobody calls me daddy Nobody calls me daddy (what do I know?) Nobody calls me daddy (what do I know?) Nobody calls me daddy (what do I know?) Nobody calls me daddy (what do I know?) Nobody calls me daddy