Scrape By

I need you now more than ever you’re my forever love
My little light as a feather my Miss America
My Mrs. Erykah, my wall of Jericho, you drink December up
We do a merry-go, I tear your letters up
Cowgirl, you just love a sunset
You just wanna run reds, devil in a sundress
The devil’s in the subtext, the devil’s in the details
The devil’s in the dirt I had to do to give up retail
Ima do your dirty work, anything beats service work
Gives mе time to focus on my die-beforе-I’m-30 work
Mama always told me I was special like the early bird
But she never said that this would work

You were ten toes
I’ve always had an eye for potential
But I ain’t see you staring out window

I wasn’t faith it was love, kept my hopes high
Ivory dunks, they were laced with a bow tie
I’ll emerge from the grain when it’s low tide But I won’t change, and business been on the slow side
It’s not a scream to the void it’s a faint cry
I spent like half of my life watching paint dry
I been up, I been down, it’s the same high
As long as I got you I can scrape by

Sunday morning in the concrete, New York City feels like Palm Beach
I’m a faded patch upon a leather jacket sold for twenty dollars at a swap meet
In a building where they sell a honing missile I’m a Jeff Koons in the lobby
Did the table dance up in the Sony building- they ain't look at me like i was Bobby

I’m shaking hands yeah yeah yeah
Man with a plan yeah yeah yeah
MGM Grand yeah yeah yeah
Feet in the sand yeah yeah yeah
You never sunk all the way to the bottom you won’t understand yeah yeah yeah
Running up bands yeah yeah yeah
Supply and demand yeah yeah yeah

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