Mommy Issues

[Verse 1]
Fuck a white picket fence
And a house with a pool
Working just to pay rent
Minivans to private school
I’d rather die than settle down
It gets deep and I tap out
I don’t fall just fuck around

[Verse 2]
It’s just the way that I was raised
Never let down my guard
I needed someone to take
Take me in and take charge
Now you got me playing house
Sunday morning on your couch
And you’re all I talk about
I don’t recognize myself

[Chorus]
I’m fucked in the head that’s what my therapist says
But I've been feeling so much better sleeping here in your bed
With every kiss I feel a little less sick
Can I stay a little longer till I'm finally fixed?
You got me so close
I’m 'boutta breakthrough
We’re working on those
Mommy issues

[Bridge 1]
My baggage never felt this light
My damage never felt so good
And for the first time I don’t mind
I had fucked up childhood
I’m really trying to recover
But don’t wanna heal too soon
'Cause the second I get over it
Then I’m not under you

[Chorus]
I’m fucked in the head that’s what my therapist says
But I been feeling so much better sleeping here in your bed
With every kiss I feel a little less sick
Can I stay a little longer 'til I'm finally fixed?
You got me so close
I’m 'boutta breakthrough
We’re working on those
Mommy issues

[Bridge 2]
Sorry mom
But I’m not sorry
All I want
Is when she wants me
Gets me off
Then gets me coffee
Sorry mom
But when she’s on me
I get lost
Across her body
Shows me God
Then does my laundry

[Chorus]
I’m fucked in the head that’s what my therapist says
But I've been feeling so much better sleeping here in your bed
With every kiss I feel a little less sick
Can I stay a little longer 'til I'm finally fixed?
You got me so close
I’m 'boutta breakthrough
I know we both know
It’s just an excuse
You’re helping me cope
I’m helping you too
We’re working on those
Mommy issues