Little Miss Grippy - Malie Donn

Had a dream that you were here I tucked your hair behind your ear Roses in the sky were falling Everything but time was calling Cigarettes against your lips They lingered on your fingertips I wanna stay here forever 'Cause every day feels so much better Wake up, now it's 3:45 Way too drunk to drive So call me right now To tell me that we're fine 'Cause I don't think that I Could spend another night alone So just stay, I know that it's my fault I'll fix it if I can So, pretty little thing, will you take me as I am? Promise that I'll try, even though I've broken promises I've got problems dressed in designer Little Miss Sunshine, know that I want you Sad, sad vibes forever and ever So come in my arms and make it all better I've got issues that I'ma deal with So hit me back as soon as you hear this Sad, sad vibes forever and ever So come in my arms and make it all better Cigarettes and liquor are some vices that I have But please stay with me now, and I will put those in my past Pure little soul, that's exactly what you have Fed you insecurities, you didn't deserve that I put my flaws on you, yeah Fucked up a time or two, yeah I was just scared that you would See me as I really am I hope that you could understand why It's 3:45 Way too drunk to drive So call me right now To tell me that we're fine 'Cause I don't think that I Could spend another night alone I've got problems dressed in designer Little Miss Sunshine, know that I want you Sad, sad vibes forever and ever So come in my arms and make it all better I've got issues that I'ma deal with So hit me back as soon as you hear this Sad, sad vibes forever and ever So come in my arms and make it all better

Well I know a little lady, she lives down London way, She talks and talks all night, but she ain't got much to say. She don't need no ones opinion, don't want no interruptions, Just shuts up long enough to reapply the suction Well she's little miss prissy, and she love you, But she ain't worth a dime Well I swallow all her comments, make her all remarks, When I finally get her where I want her, Her bite's worse than her bark. Well she's little miss prissy, she love you, But she ain't worth the time She ain't worth the time Well I know a little lady, she lives down London way, She talks and talks all night, but she ain't got much to say. She don't need no ones opinion, don't need no interruptions, Just shuts up long enough to reapply the suction Well she's little miss prissy, and she love you, But she ain't worth the time She ain't worth the time But she ain't worth the time She ain't worth the time. Oh no Well she's little miss prissy, and she love you, But she ain't worth the time

It's all been said, it's all been done The war is over, the battle's won Sour grapes, sweet revenge Heaven starts right where hell ends She was young, seventeen She felt so soft she smelled so clean Her aim was true, her heart was pure... Until the day that her daddy walked out the door She's lookin for a man and so much more But her Uncle Sam sent him off to war And Little Miss America, in all of your glory She love the paparazzi, she's tryin to sell her story She's gonna write a movie, she wanna be a star But Little Miss America, where did you get that scar? Desert sun, blazin sand Love in my heart, gun in my hand Lost a leg, killed a man In mortal combat, hand to hand Saw men killed, watched men die So many times that I can't cry It's been eighteen months since I've seen home... I get a purple heart, a good G.I. Loan They say God blesses every child with his own But we're all gonna die in the dark alone And Little Miss America, in all of your glory She love the paparazzi, she's tryin to sell her story She's gonna write a movie, she wanna be a star But Little Miss America, where did you get that scar? Back at home, it's kind of strange Ain't nuttin happenin, ain't nuttin changed Same old rules, same old game Still I'm haunted by the names Of all the friends, left behind They weigh so heavy on my mind At night I miss goin out on patrol... The desert went and turned my warm heart cold And Little Miss America, in all of your glory She love the paparazzi, she's tryin to sell her story She's gonna write a movie, she wanna be a star But Little Miss America, where did you get that scar? Where did you get the scar? Where did you get the scar? Where did you get the scar? Where did you get the scar? Where did you get the scar? Where did you get the scar?