Mac Miller — The Mourning After

[Verse 1] Mornin' after, my lungs hurt Eat your pussy just to show you how my tongue works It's funny how we fucked but fell in love first Been three years, I wish I finally trust her She make me feel like how them drugs work Itchin' for my fixture, when she gone the love hurts I just get her temper, I just need somebody I can vent to Someone get me stoned, be my Emma Left your lipstick on the glass of your daiquiri Ruby red, usually end up tragically Work of art, you could be my masterpiece But you fast asleep [Chorus] Somethin' 'bout the pain makes me want more Done a lotta drugs, never felt like this before I hope one day it all makes sense It'll all make sense And you could have it all, tell me what you need Believin' all them silly things you read I hope one day it all makes sense One day it'll all make sense [Verse 2] Uh Then she wake up, cryin' while she puttin' on her make-up Trapped inside her love for me, ain't no escape for her You wanna leave? Say the word, but she can't Lookin' in my eyes, "Is everything okay?" She lies, put on her disguise, play it safe 'Cause we've been fightin' for the past three weeks She keep this one inside, she don't wanna seem weak Strong, baby, tell me what's been goin' on I don't wanna be sober long So you need to get me high again I got all this money we could try to spend Until we strung out like a violin Come back to life, then we die again Little angel, where's your halo? Somewhere above them horns [Chorus] Somethin' 'bout the pain makes me want more Done a lotta drugs, never felt like this before I hope one day it all makes sense It'll all make sense And you could have it all, tell me what you need Believin' all them silly things you read I hope one day it all makes sense One day it'll all make sense [Bridge] Uh You get me high, girl, scared to overdose I don't sleep much, when I do I'm comatose May I propose a toast? Someone usually does To our fucked up love You get me high, girl, scared to overdose I don't sleep much, when I do I'm comatose Propose a toast? Someone usually does To our fucked up love [Chorus] Somethin' 'bout the pain makes me want more Done a lotta drugs, never felt like this before *Snorts* *Exhales* And you could have it all, tell me what you need Believin' all them silly things you read [Outro: Female] Don't cry, it's okay It'll all be over soon