Mudslide - Rare Candy

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?

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