In Style - Landon Tewers

Everyone you know, knows who I am

I’m the piece of shit that plays in that band

Your dad had probably warned you bout' guys like me

But I’m the coolest motherfucker you’ll ever meet

But do keep this in mind

That I could fuck up your life

I move my fingers down this time

I’ma beat her till you’re blue in the face

Just do just ride it for awhile

Get you blue, get you hooked on my taste

I know you’ve got a man, but he ain’t got shit on me

He works for his daddy now, and he’s wasting his degree

I hate to say it, but you’re better off

Fuckin' a criminal with a smokers cough

I know I drink too much

And I know I’m hard to trust

But uh

I move my fingers down this time

I’ma beat her till you’re blue in the face

Just do, just ride it for awhile

Get you blue, get you hooked on my taste

You’ve got my blue mits running wild

Wanna take you to a special place

Just do, just ride it for awhile

Make your man cry himself off to sleep

I know you’re bored and sick of normal shit

I’ve seen the looks and heard the fights and how you handle it

Let’s get stoned and break some bottles in the parking lot

Maybe talk about the fact that I am every single thing he is not

I know, I know you need a change

I know, I know you feel the same

Don’t wait

Just stay with me tonight

I move my fingers down this time

I’ma beat her till you’re blue in the face

Just do, just ride it for awhile

Get you blue, get you hooked on my taste

You’ve got my blue mits running wild

Wanna take you to a special place

Just do, just ride it for awhile

Make your man cry himself off to sleep