Rip my heart out You could test my patience Now my day ends whenever she say it Call the tax man asking for vacation Loaded up with Endless sensation Wake up to you face It Got jaded So high I never thought that I would I make it Past the 6th grade 6 am She pull up in the Benz Saying fuck all of my friend Now your six feet deep Since we started in the basement Looking at the hills so close I could taste it Rip my heart out You could test my patience Now my day ends whenever she say it Call the tax man asking for vacation Loaded up with Endless sensation Wake up to you face It Got jaded So high I never thought that I would I make it Past the 6th grade 6 am She pull up in the Benz Saying fuck all of my friend Now your six feet deep Since we started in the basement Looking at the hills so close I could taste it I know why she won't walk Feel-in like all these walls could talk I stop and stare And wonder where you been And tell whoever stole your heart they win Now your six feet deep Since we started in the basement Looking at the hills so close I could taste it Now your six feet deep Since we started in the basement Looking at the hills so close I could taste it