Pretty boys, I put on my sleeve Less I wear the less I grieve You prefer two than three Baby, pretend like it's not a spree Tale of drunkard and drinks on his hand Dilla's absence and drunk drum Cigarette drag and you're spacing out What a waste not to find what's that all about Told I don't know what I want Told I'm too proud Told I'm too proud ♪ Pretty girls I hide in my closet Educe me I've been a Taygete I'm at sixes and sevens Baby, pretend I don't want heaven Tale of rain on my pride Parade in cars my heart not somewhere right Cigarette drag and you're spacing out Do that thing we're sobering up ♪ Told I don't know what I want Told I'm too proud Told I'm too proud ♪ I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours Nod to both things I'll be on all fours I'll be, I'll be, I'll be I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours I'll be on all fours Nod to both things Told I don't know what I want Told I'm too proud Told I'm too proud