I'm wearing rose tinted shades but,
All I see is shades of,
My imagination covered in red.
A crooked smile and some fake love,
Put me in these handcuffs,
Threw away the keys cause,
I was a threat.
Well, first you try to tell me we're family,
Then you try to tell me that it's for the best,
You promise that you'll be there if I need ya,
But I don't need your handout,
You can take it back.
I won't be used,
My momma didn't raise no fool,
Won't let you leave me hangin’,
So cut me loose,
My momma didn't raise no fool,
Won't let you leave me hangin' no more.
I got a pain in my back bone,