Tiptoe

Those boots were made for walking
But not if they're Doc Martin's
Leaving blister in my pocket
I'm sorry im an artist
And addicted to guitars
That's just what I do
Maybe you're just toxic
And that's just what you do

Can you atleast take off your shoes when you're walking all over me
Running circles in my head
I know you're tired mentally
Maybe i'm a little honest
And a little bit easy

How can I help you?
If I cannot help myself
Still sucking on vapors
That ran out of flavor
How can I love you too?
If i cannot love myself
I ran out of faith for you
(oooh oooh)

Can you atleast take off your shoes when you walking all over me
Running circles in my head
I know you're tired mentally
Maybe i'm a little honest
And a little bit easy