Mother Mother - Love It Dissipates lyrics

If you were a country, Id be your flag If you were a smoke, Id be your drag And if you were a junkie, Id be your fix If you were a critic, Id be your pick I mean what I say When I say Id be your anything Baby, if you were a picture, Id be your frame If you were the wounded, Id be your pain Ya ya ya If you were so funny, Id be your joke

If you had the money, well we both might be broke And if you were a gun, Id be your k** If you were the party, Id be the pills I mean what I say When I say Id be your everything Oh baby, if you were a convict, Id be your cell If you were a housewife, Id be your living hell I mean what I say When I say Love it dissipates