100 days

Woke up so tired, mind racin', tongue-tied I cannot believe the pain I've endured Front-facin' my life, feel good, don't feel right So what the fuck am I supposed to do? When I woke up this morning, mmh Told myself that it's brand new See, when I woke up this morning, baby I said, "What the fuck am I supposed to do?" I've been up a hundred days, told myself a thousand ways It's the same story, new page Wish that I could numb the pain, sittin' and bumpin' "Novacane" It's the same book, new day Up late all night, mind racin', tongue-tied I cannot believe the pain I've еndured Front-facin' my life, feel good, don't feel right So what the fuck am I supposеd to do? (Mmh) It's on the tip of my tongue, but I wouldn't say it If I could, I knew that wouldn't do (mmh, mmh) And I was looking for someone that could play the way I do I thought that was you, ooh, ooh I've been up a hundred days (oh-oh-oh-oh), told myself a thousand ways It's the same story, new page Wish that I could numb the pain (oh-oh-oh-oh), sittin' and bumpin' "Novacane" It's the same book, new day Up late all night, mind racin', tongue-tied I cannot believe the pain I've endured Front-facin' my life, feel good, don't feel right So what the fuck am I supposed to do? (Oh-oh-oh, whoa) See, I've been up all night (oh) All night (oh-oh-oh), na, na-na, na, na-na (Oh-oh-oh, whoa) see, I've been up all night (oh, oh, oh, oh) Oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh Oh-oh-oh, ooh, ooh, ooh We are going to have a real interview I got some questions for you, mom, you game? (Maybe) Okay, where and when were you born? Alexandria, Louisiana Yeah, I grew up in Alexandria There was a close mid-, family of people Girl, we would always smile at each other To say good morning or good evening I thought you said that your grandmother raised you, where was your mom? 'Cause I can't imagine not growing up with my mom Love, love is action word, action word That's what you love to say (and it is true!) You have any ill will or anger, frustration due to the fact that she left you at such a young age? Yeah, yeah, uh-huh (still? Still?) You grieve that? (No, no, I...) I think I was a dancer, I really learned to love her