Decoy

Cuffed jeans and denim shoes the laces round my neck

I can′t even fathom how you got me in your bed

Waiting on my head space but I left it in your car

Crooked teeth a twisted face and broken ass guitar

Boy you're just a decoy

You′re coddled into the void

You don't want to be controlled

But you're doing what you′re told

And I′d hate to have to exploit

You're acting as my steroid

And I know it′ll get old