Mockingbird

Pretty range
You're the prettiest thing
You're like
Parker Posey in a magazine
With
Fitted jeans and crop top back in ninety three
I wanna be your dressed in black
Your
Dark star on the backwards hat
I'm gonna
Write a book and put your name on every page
Every page
Hey pretty little mockingbird
Keep singing them sad
Sad songs
There's already rain on my window
I'm dying when the morning comes
Flew away in the night with the raven
Now I'm underneath the willows
Hanging
I'm too strung out to be upside down
Pretty little mockingbird
Sing your song
I was desert
Honey you were the sand
I was a bird
Baby you were the branch
And I flew into the blue and watched those flowers die
It wasn't much
Just everything
Could have sat right there and got high with me
But you fell asleep and your dreaming brought the nightmares
Brought the nightmares
Hey pretty little mockingbird
Keep singing them sad
Sad songs
There's already rain on my window
I'm dying when the morning comes
Flew away in the night with the raven
Now I'm underneath the willows
Hanging
I'm too strung out to be upside down
Pretty little mockingbird
Sing your song
Hey pretty little mockingbird
Keep singing them sad
Sad songs
There's already rain on my window
I'm dying when the morning comes
Flew away in the night with the raven
Now I'm underneath the willows
Hanging
I'm too strung out to be upside down
Pretty little mockingbird
Pretty little mockingbird
Sing your song