I Will Never Write An Obligatory Song About Being On The Road And Missing Someone

Take this pen to paper,
like a virgin enthralled by the danger.
Poetry was never this real to me.
When I was too far gone to save her.

Oh Lordy!
The sun is coming up!
A marshmallow into a cloud!
I'll never shut up again!
I'm fucking disavowed.

Take this pen to paper,
in a stink there with four total strangers.
I am lost cause freedom has it's cost.
My box is full, I'll call you later.

I want my baby back!
I want my baby back!
I miss you, miss you.

I want my baby back!
I want my baby back!
I miss your kiss, I miss you.

I was hoping you were open
but you were not. I missed my shot

But then you called me
Love befalled me,
I never knew.
I never knew it was you.

I got my baby back!
I got my baby back!
I miss you, miss you.

I got my baby back!
I got my baby back!
I miss your kiss, I miss you.

And, I got you back!
And, I got you back!
And, I got you back!
And, I got you,
Got you,
back!

Take this pen to paper.
Watch me take this pen to paper.
Woah!

I take this pen to paper
Watch me take this pen to paper
Woah!