Sloppy Seconds 2013 Watsky
TracksSloppy Seconds

Artist: Watsky

Album: Cardboard Castles

Release time: 08-03-2013

Sloppy Seconds - Watsky

 

F**k you if you love a car for its paint job

Love you if you love a car for the road trips

Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar

Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips

Cuz you were pressing on the gas just a bit hard

Right in the moment where the road curved a bit sharp

And when you woke up somebody was unclipping your seat belt

And pulling you from the open window of your flipped car

 

Cold pizza

Tie-dye shirts

Broken hearts

Give'm here give'm here

Hand me downs

Give me give me leftovers

 

Give me give me sloppy seconds

Give em here give em here

I don't care where you've been

How many miles I still love you

I don't care where you've been

 

How many miles I still love you

Show me someone who says they got no baggage

I'll show you somebody whose got no story

Nothing gory means no glory

But baby please don't bore me

We won't know until we get there

The who or the what or the when where

My favorite sweater was a present

That I got a couple presidents ago

And I promised that I would rock it till it's thread bare

Bet on it

Every single person got a couple skeletons

 

So pretty soon in this room

It'll just be me and you when we clear out all the elephants

Me and you and the elements

 

We all have our pitfalls

Beer's flat the cabs have been called

And everybody and their momma can hear the drama

That's happening behind these thin walls

 

Cold pizza

Tie-dye shirts (tie-dye shirts)

 

Broken hearts

 

Give'm here give'm here

 

Hand me downs (hand me downs)

Leftovers (leftovers)

Sloppy seconds

Give'm here give'm here

 

I don't care where you've been

How many miles I still love you

 

I don't care where you've been

How many miles I still love you

I dont care (cold pizza)

Where you've been (tie-dye shirts)

How many (broken hearts) miles I still love you

I dont care (hand me downs)

Where you've been (left overs)

How many (sloppy seconds) miles I still love you

My pattern with women isn't a flattering image

But I don't want to run away because I said so

I dont want to be the guy to hide all of my flaws

And I'll be giving you the side of me that I don't let show

Everything in fashion

That has ever happened

Always coming crashing down

 

Better let go

But in a couple years it will be retro

You rock Marc Ecko

My shirts have the gecko

Cuz in the past man I was hopeless

But now's when my little cousins look the dopest

(whoop whoop)

F**k the fashion po-po

Have a stale doughnut I don't need no tips

 

F**k a five second rule

That's a plan I never understood

It's a temper in a kitchen in a Christmas sweater

Sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged goods

 

And there is not a single place that I would rather be

I'm f**ked up just like you are

And you're f**ked up just like me

 

Cold pizza (cold pizza)

Tie-dye shirts (tie-dye shirts)

Broken hearts

Give'm here Give'm here

 

Hand me downs (oh hand me downs)

Give me give me leftovers (leftovers)

Give me give me sloppy seconds

Give'm here give'm here

I don't care where you've been

How many miles I still love you

I don't care where you've been

How many miles I still love you

I dont care (cold pizza)

Where you've been (tie-dye shirts)

How many (broken hearts) miles I still love you

I dont care (hand me downs)

Where you've been (left overs)

How many (sloppy seconds) miles I still love you

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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