It´s been a while since I´ve burned incense I used my lighter for a pack of twenty I don´t know where the fuck my Bible went But I´m sure he´ll forgive me
So please don´t burn a hole in me I-I, I know it seems like they got what you need No one knows you better than yourself
So don´t worry You shouldn´t spend your money on a dollar-store miracle Sorry Baby, I don´t have the answers even though I´m a know-it-all So let it go, you´ll never know, nothing´s wrote in stone
You´re your own oracle, it´s just a fuckin´ poem Sorry Baby, I don´t have the answers even though I´m a know-it-all
Too many restaurants in Beverly Hills My favorite dinner comes in packs of twenty-four I came home through a windowsill But I´m sure that she´ll forgive me
So please don´t burn a hole in me I-I, I know it seems like they got what you need No one knows you better than yourself
So don´t worry You shouldn´t spend your money on a dollar-store miracle
Sorry Baby, I don´t have the answers even though I´m a know-it-all So let it go, you´ll never know, nothing´s wrote in stone You´re your own oracle, it´s just a fuckin´ poem Sorry Baby, I don´t have the answers even though I´m a know-it-all
Let it go, you´ll never know, nothing´s wrote in stone (Wrote in stone) You´re your own oracle, it´s just a fuckin´ poem Sorry Baby, I don´t have an answer, shit, and maybe I know nothin´ at all