Jackie Weo - Television Lyrics

We're trapped inside idle eyes
Watching television
World-weary lines of time we spent
These clothes I'm in
Making out under an image of a man
Who you could fantasize your baby daddy
Raging out against the fading of the color in my jeans
Are they watching me?

And it's alright
I don't mind
Burn 'til I'm a hundred and five degree fever
Give me light
I look so good you gon' throw me on the television
These picture perfect negative cries
These love crimes
Pray you don't talk about it
But you don't pray to hard
I used to fantasize about making love to you in the back of my car

I could talk the entire night, right
But I don't know what I'm saying anymore
And all of your walls where I have lived
They don't face in

I didn't love you like I ought to though
And your other man is prob'ly home
Tells you everything you wanna know
So I call you on your mobile phone
But you never seem to answer though
So you hate me now I know
Why don't you love me like you oughta love me
I don't need no poetry to know in me is something beautiful
And you're cold
And that's code, two, three, four!

Right!
I don't mind
Burn 'til I'm a hundred and five degree fever
Give me light
I look so good you gon' throw me on the television
So tell me is this too loud
Freedom of a tape rolled out
A-story, see now
(See me now)
Is this what I gotta do now?
If I ever told you I'd be too proud
I'm less now

Pray you don't talk about it
But you don't pray to hard
I used to fantasize about making love to you in the back of my car
(Pray you don't talk about it
But you don't pray to hard
I'm not sad, I'm dark
Hate outsourcing my heart
Don't talk loud this isn't art
I'll just sit here in the dark and watch this
Television)
(King us or queen us
Like a poor man's Jesus
I swore I saw God bubbling up on the surface
And I began to get nervous)