Impaled Peach
Psycholicopter
I didn't study for Psychology, so
You read me textbooks on the phone
You never gave me an apology
For calling back at 5 a.m
The morning of my big exam
I wasn't really mad despite my tone
The softest voice came from my speaker
And left a ring around my ear
I didn't think I'd be the weaker one but
Now I'm writing rhymes you might not hear
Ba ba-ba, ba ba ba
Ba ba-ba, ba ba ba
Ba ba-ba, ba ba ba
Ba ba-ba, ba ba ba
Well, I dropped her gentle as wind blows
Helicopter, flee from my windows