Tiptoe

Those boots were made for walking

But not if they're Doc Martin's

Leaving blister in my pocket

I'm sorry im an artist

And addicted to guitars

That's just what I do

Maybe you're just toxic

And that's just what you do

Can you atleast take off your shoes when you're walking all over me

Running circles in my head

I know you're tired mentally

Maybe i'm a little honest

And a little bit easy

How can I help you?

If I cannot help myself

Still sucking on vapors

That ran out of flavor

How can I love you too?

If i cannot love myself

I ran out of faith for you

(oooh oooh)

Can you atleast take off your shoes when you walking all over me

Running circles in my head

I know you're tired mentally

Maybe i'm a little honest

And a little bit easy