Streetlights - D.P.

She said her heart was broke in two

And Hailey’s smiling on a broken tooth

She said her boyfriend gave it

But he ain’t mean it he was drunk when he breaked it

I ain’t fuck her I’m just touching her naked

I’m on something I’m weightless

I’m just feeling the high

It’s times like these it’s like I’m feelin' ta die

It’s like I’m willing to die

Just to see what it’s like

Just to feel I finally did something real with my life

But I’m just feeling tonight

It’s mine she ain’t like the way he touch her this time

Just a little too rough

But when she crying she shine

See she tryin' ta be mine

I’m like baby can you save me I’m just dying inside

She gets high off that second hand smoke

I was learning to fly she was learning to cope

And the whiskey make the night seem risky

An' I can smell the death in her chest on her breath when she kissed me

And after party talking who’s coming with me

After party looking stupid and tipsy

All the dealers look shifty

They got devilish eyes

Unlike me D devil in disguise

I don’t wanna go to sleep no

Said I got so much more to see yo

It’s another Saturday night and I feel alright

Gonna find my God here in these streetlights I’m like

Ohh ohh oh wo-oh-oh-oh-oooh na da na na na na…

The house party like a house of worship

Everybody speaking in tongues reciting them verses

She said she saw the father at the bottom of a Johnny Walker

Hailey said she’s gonna kill someone

Somebody stop her

But nobody stopped her

Somebody calls the cops

The party stops the congregation in the parking lot

The flashing lights make me feel I got the passion of Christ

Make her feel she got rhythm so I’m just grabbing her tight

Or she gonna fall off and smash up the whole night

She table dancing, I’m asking if she’s all right

We one-night stands and one night only

We just come together in masses for the lonely

We all using in some way

Savin' up sometime for somehow

For growing up someday and maybe Sunday

But tonight we just passing around collection plates

Throwing on something

Hailey’s going home and she don’t even know his name

And he don’t look a thing like Jesus

She say she’ll be all right

I’m caught up in (all night?)

I’m looking at car lights like starlight

It’s gotta be God, right?

Hailey’s falling I’m sober enough to hold her up

We take communion we just pass around that solo cup

Everybody passing out and throwing up

She just look like she fallin I ask her how she’s holding up

We speeding head first into ditches, yeah

We get naked now she wanna take pictures

And suddenly them girls that make their money under covers

Wanna be lovers and nice chicks wanna be bitches

Now I’m just hangin out the sunroof

Arms outstretched trying to take flight

And fly into the late night

And disappear somewhere amongst the stars

I swear I never felt so close to God

Bridge:

I find my faith through Saturday night war stories

We never talk about them Sunday mornings

See them Sunday mornings they like blasphemy

Tell the usher pour another glass for me