Art Hoe

Five four, black hair

Never had her dad there

Kissed a lot of boys but

Never seems to have care

She just wants vodka and cigarettes

Has her dealer on speed dial

When she gets stressed

And she knows, she knows, she knows, she knows

I can't resist her ways

And she knows, she knows

I'm so exposed

To all the tricks she plays

I think I fell in love with an art hoe

I think I love getting my heart broke

She's got a tattoo sleeve and smokes a bag of weed

And her haircut is way fucking shorter than me

I think I fell in love with an art hoe

Wakes up at noon

Gets up when she has to

Pills up on her nightstand

Cocaine in the bathroom

She just wants love that she never gets

Has my number on speed dial when she needs sex

And she knows, she knows, she knows, she knows

I can't resist her ways

And she knows, she knows

I'm so exposed

To all the tricks she plays

I think I fell in love with an art hoe

I think I love getting my heart broke

She's got a tattoo sleeve and smokes a bag of weed

And her haircut is way fucking shorter than me

I think I fell in love with an art hoe

I wish I never got

Caught up and never

Talked to her, oh what did I do

She ripped my heart in half

Took me for all I have

Got nothing left but it's cool

I think I fell in love with an art hoe

I think I love getting my heart broke

I think I fell in love with an art hoe

I think I love getting my heart broke

She's got a tattoo sleeve and smokes a bag of weed

And her haircut is way fucking shorter than me

I think I fell in love with an art hoe

I think I fell in love with an art hoe

Gean Los Saints