Wigs - QJC Lyrics

I spent all my weed money on gelato
My vibrato thanks me
I feel like a queer Jerry Garcia
Will I see ya cry at my funeral

We all name our college house something dumb
Something fun, oh hun
I feel like I'm watching someone else move my body
How naughty

Oh god
Are you there
Or are you scattered in the air
I might have gone somewhere
But I'll stay put in the middle

I got you sick I feel so bad
My jacket says I'm sad
I'll wear lipstick and I'll wear a skirt
Underneath my button down shirt