Ahh
Pick and choose my battles like I'm picking a partner
Auctioning my soul like it's something to offer
Finding something good enough and call it a lover
He didn't want me back, I'm getting the chopper
Thinking in the future, white dress and the altar
One hand on the Bible, swearing on your honor
Auctioning myself like it's something to offer
Finding something good enough and call it a lover
Ahh
Ahh
Oh mama, can I ask am I a good daughter?
Or am I just another soul you have to foster
Auctioning myself like it's something to offer
Finding something good enough and call it a lover
Mama, can I ask would I be a good father?
Man of the house, oh imagine the horror
Auctioning myself like it's something to offer
Finding something good enough and call it a lover
Ooh
Ooh
Oh give me something good, I'll go and make it better
I'm picking through the threads like an undone sweater
Perfecting each word of my craft like a letter
Give me your attention and make me the center
Never have I, ever have I, ever been a beggar
But I'm really good at lying, I like to think I'm clever
Calling recess on the court mallet on the woods pressure
Out like a light and it's been my pleasure