well hey mr dancehall
oh how do you do, well im not great
i could use a bit of your cheering up
well hey mr dancehall
oh how do you do, well im not great
i could see your smile for just a little while

oh it doesn’t get so bad
oh it doesn’t get so bad

i went home and change this part
erased it all n made it a wall
i did it just for my own safety
i never write something that fond again
so i don’t look so stupid

oh thanks to u its not so lonely
not so dark and very homely
thanks to you mister statie
or did i name you misses stacy
oh now your gone i miss you still
i was fine then but now ill kill
this hole ill make it go on forever

so do u love me

i am sprayed out on the floor
my heart it ebbs and flows
well maybe be i don’t exist
but i still insist