Kneepads - Intellectual

[Intro]

MyKey, **** you

I really thought we were friends

But you just, you do be out here betraying me and ****, um

Okay, bye

Bitch, move please, I need to go fast

Break hearts like a thirty meter dash

My heart needs a set of kneepads

I keep falling and it ain't gon' be my last

Bitch, move please, I need to go fast

Break hearts like a thirty meter dash

My heart needs a set of kneepads

I keep falling and it ain't gon' be my last

No room, no table for two

I feel squeezed like the soles of my shoes, yeah

Take a guess and guess again

I know that you think I'm a mess

But that's just really your friends

Yeah, I'm tryna skate real late

Don't worry, yeah, just kill the brakes, no mistakes

Or I'ma feel this all again in the morning

Yeah, come sunrise, I'ma be snoring

Bitch, move please, I need to go fast

Break hearts like a thirty meter dash

My heart needs a set of kneepads

I keep falling and it ain't gon' be my last

Two things I forgot to mention

Who the fuck don't bring a dish to the function?

And possibly, these are my weaknesses all packaged into poetry

What a shitty anthology, I mean, shit

I love the way you talk about nothing at all

I'm tryna work this out, but it's not your fault

Bitch, move please, I need to go fast (Zoom-zoom)

Break hearts like a thirty meter dash (The Olympics)

My heart needs a set of kneepads (Okay)

I keep falling and it ain't gon' be my last

I love the way you talk about nothing at all