Saintlike

I'm a saint, I'm a soul
 Feel it in my bones, feel it in my bones
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
 Feel it in my bones, feel it in my toes
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
 (Saintlike)
 I'm sick and tired of waiting
 I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone, oh
 I know you're home
 Oh my god Becky, look at that butt (fuck it up)
 Wrists on ice, with the 40s taped up
 Got a head full of dreams and a heart full of love
 But I never made the money so nobody gave a fuck
 Friday night, what you wanna do, solo Halo two?
 Sacrifice, no more Xbox Live in the room
 I'm alright, finish 40s while I'm listening to tatu
 "All the things she said," and now I'm puking in the bathroom
 Gone
 Maybe we could take it slow (slow)
 Ain't nobody gotta know (God knows)
 Put the phone back in the bag, and let me get your mind
 Let me get your mind
 Let me get your mind
 Let me get your mind on me
 We're doing fine (yeah)
 "I don't give a fuck!"
 Oh my god Becky, look at that ass
 It's that tall motherfucker saying "don't eat glass"
 And you know what they say about a guy with big shoes
 Insecurities and self-esteem issues
 But Jakey Christ, baby Jakey, baby brother, Baby J
 Tell your sister, tell your mother why you're feeling this way
 You've been working so hard till it's a.m. in the day
 Got the 1, 5, 10, 20, fuck it 100K (hot boys)
 I don't want to take it slow (slow)
 Fuck what anybody know (they know)
 Put the phone inside the trash, and let me get your mind
 Let me get your mind
 Let me get your mind
 Let me get your mind on me
 We'll be alright, we'll be al-
 "I don't give a fuck!"
 I'm a saint, I'm a soul
 Feel it in my bones, feel it in my bones
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
 Feel it in my bones, feel it in my toes
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
 (Saintlike)
 Oh my god Becky, look at that butt
 Wrists on ice, with the 40s taped up
 Got a head full of dreams and a heart full of love
 But I never made the money so nobody gave a fuck
 Think he funny, think he cute
 Think he ugly, think he stupid
 Think he gay, think he straight
 Think he special, think he human
 Think he changed, think he can't
 Think he probably shoulda' gave up
 You fuckin' with him now
 And his name is fuckin' Jake (I'm gone)
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint
 I've left
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint
 I'm like
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint
 My friends
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint
 My friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
 My friends
 I'm a saint, I'm a saint
 My friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
 My friends
 I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone
 I'm sick and tired of waiting
 I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone
 I'm sick and tired of waiting
 I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone
 I'm sick and tired of waiting
 I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone
 I'm sick and tired of waiting)
 I'm just, I'm just (I'm sick and)
 "I don't give a fuck!"