Go on now Scout and break with your manPlease understand that you're in commandDo it for me and do it for yourself, come onAre you for real? Or are you a dream?Scout, is it you in this magazine?Looking so mean in faded jeans, I'm ready to dieI wake up in my carI parked it not too farFrom where I passed outIt's fucked and now I'm cryingWish I never met you while buyingShoes that I threw outReminded me of you, ScoutWanna take this memoryAnd strangle it to deathIt's a mess I guessCan't stress enough that I want youScout, when you have the timeTo hear what I just saidI'm not some card you declineI just can't be misreadI always wanted youJust didn't know itDidn't know it