Lyrics Mudslide - Rare Candy

Driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?

Draw me a smile.
Because I can never remember the curves of your lips.
It's been a while, since I've felt the touch of your soft smooth hips.
So, sing me a song, or throw me a bone.
No one ever likes feeling all alone, but you're doing fine at that.
Who'd ever have known that you were
Always a house but you were never a home.
No you were never.
No you were never.

You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first,
But now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?
They'll never wash out.
I'm washed up.
Your dress is spotless.
You got me fucked up.
Have fun walking home alone.
Have fun walking home alone.

Paint me a picture, of whatever it was you decided to call it.
I was quicker,
To give it a name but it's all the same when it's over and done with.
I hope you had fun with stupid little kids that have no
Idea how to call somebody pretty, how to sing them a song.
They just play along with what they see in the media.

You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first,
But now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?
They'll never wash out.
I'm washed up.
Your dress is spotless.
You got me fucked up.
Have fun walking home alone.
Have fun walking home alone.

And it's a shame,
That on my rise to fame you'll be
The reason my songs are catchy as hell.
Do you feel the pain that I'm singing of?
You were never one to kiss and tell.
And I didn't mean to be this hard on you, it's just been hard on me.
All I do is exaggerate, I complicate,
I stay up late, to contemplate what you did to me.

You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first,
But now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?

You're like a mudslide in the way you're fun at first,
But now I'm driving home with this shit on my shirt.
I'm rolling in the dirt and dancing in the rain.
What's a good time without a couple stains?
They'll never wash out.
I'm washed up.
Your dress is spotless.
You got me fucked up.
Have fun walking home alone.
Have fun walking home alone.