Mockingbird

Pretty wings, you're the prettiest thing

You're like Parker Posey in a magazine

With faded jeans and a crop top back in ninety-three

I wanna be your dressed in black

Your dark star with the backwards hat

I'm gonna write a book and put your name on every page

Every page

Hey, pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad, sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with a raven

Now I'm underneath the willows hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down

Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song

I was a desert, honey, you were the sand

I was a bird, baby, you were the branch

And I flew into the blue and watched those flowers die

It wasn't much, just everything

You could've sat right there and got high with me

But you fell asleep and your dreamin' brought the nightmares

Brought the nightmares

Hey, pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad, sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with a raven

Now I'm underneath the willows hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down

Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song

Hey, pretty little mockingbird

Keep singing them sad, sad songs

There's already rain on my window

I'm dying when the morning comes

Flew away in the night with a raven

Now I'm underneath the willows hanging

I'm too strung out to be upside down

Pretty little mockingbird

Pretty little mockingbird, sing your song