The loner - Margaret Thatcher, You Deserve It All lyrics

[Intro: Francois Dillinger & The loner] On ma, on ma, on ma, on ma own In a drunken haze, meditating in my zone - you deserve it all But you just don't get it, nah Why you saying time apart is what we need When truthfully what we need is to be.... Together -you deserve it all But you never seem to get it all You don't get it I swear you're so pretty & -You deserve it all But you just don't seem to get it, nah So I'ma call & tell you how much I want to give you it all But, that .. just wouldn't be enough Cause ,You just don't seem to get it, nah.. That -you deserve it all But you never get it all Why do you never get it all .. Huh ? [hook: Francois Dillinger] You . . you always get what you want from me x2 But today . . you won't get a thing from me x2 [verse1: Francois Dillinger] Social obligations & forced conversations Some thing of the things you hate, but won't say sh** Cause you so nice, yeah you the sweetest i'll repeat it Cause you so nice, in nothing but socks & my wife beater But it's a shame that nothing good ever lasts Especially when they won't let you forget your past & i know most people were looking at the hour gla** Tryna see how long what we had would last But we can prove em wrong, at least i thought we could But you proved me wrong like i never knew you could Now i'm fighting with my queen, Margaret Thatcher sh** Til' i start drinkin' then i'm like f** this sh** & i'm like f** that b**h Then i f** that b**h Then i f** another b**h tryna forget that b**h sh** . . it's all getting mixed up Workin' on a fix just so i can fix it up [hook] [verse2: Francois Dillinger] I know they say birds of a feather flock together But what if one of the birds is scared to fly in this weather & whether or not, the weather is heavy or not It'a not like i was proposing that we should tie the knot I was merely suggesting al-fresco s** in the parking lot When the date gets awkward & we feel that we've talked a lot & i feel I've smoked a lot, so i don't give a bad impression The type of impression that says things are bad impression Cause you're fighting depression & i don't wanna depress ya Which in turn made me push ya' away, now i lost ya Face in my palm, feelin' like a f**in' a**hole Who doesn't have a soul Just getting high off adderalls & several Other opiates Just to cope with it But you'll never know it Cause real G's don't show it You see she kissed her hand then she blew it Whispered in my ear, 'i can't that you blew it . . .' Whoooa, i give you everything x3 Til i have, nothing at all