POMS Lyrics

Said I'm not puttin' in the time where I'm supposed to be

And I'll never make you mine without jewelry

So I've gotta say goodbye

I ain't givin' you a dime

Got me thinkin' that it's my fault that you're leaving, girl

Funny how you lie right through your teeth

When the truth is in your eyes

I ain't fallin' for your kind

Pistol on my side, paranoia creepin

Rather grip a nine than to be caught sleepin

Say that I'll be fine but I've seen it before

Bleeding out the spine, yeah I've seen it before

Ain't no butterflies when your body leakin

Caught him by surprise, better count your weeks man

Thought you took a life but he's breathin' though

Almighty divine who I'm kneeling for

No. don't use it

Just like taking drugs, I abuse it

Wanna give my life to the music

But something 'bout the nine make me lose it

Pistol on my side, I'm

Waiting for a sign now

Peace I'll never find, no

Peace I'll never find, no

Pistol on my side, oh no

Why she wanna fuck me, then she go

Why she only come through for the blow

Said it's not for the money but I know

Spendin' all this money at the shows

And the bitches end up fuckin' with me, nothin' like before

Used to walk by all the pretty girls while staring at the floor

Now they walk into my life but still be running out the door

Pistol on my side, paranoia creepin

Rather grip a nine than be caught sleepin

Say that I'll be fine but I've seen it before

Bleeding out the spine, yeah I've seen it before

Ain't no butterflies when your body leakin

Caught him by surprise, better count your weeks man

Thought you took a life but he's breathin' though

Almighty divine who I'm kneeling for