Blow me

Whoa, I don't know
What to do, for some tenants
'Cause she's in a panic
And I could really use a script
But she could lose her face
And the difficulty
I want some spring in my cup dark
Because I drink it with ice
If you could make everything alright

I watch some spring in my step dad
Because I think it would be good
If I could stop selling calendars, too
This may burn!
Why I gotta go?
Why go, for some addicts?
'Cause I got a loan, less that I am checked in twice
For the clients relying on my sacrifice

This night is too long, and I'm dying of waiting
Put my finger on the trigger, I'm here to get it
This night is too long, and I'm dying of waiting
Put my finger on the trigger, I'm here to get it

Whoa, now I gotta know
Why I gotta go for a???
And I'm sorry who
I should let her go
I've been doing everything wrong