My little whites, you're nothing more
But if I didn't need you before, God knows I'm going to need you now
I fed you up, I built you strong
But you won't hold firm for long
I'm sure that we'll be flooded soon
Whenever that day arrives
When my guts are swelling up
If they breach my lips then they won't stop spilling
Like wildfire, you ruined my good name around this town and it won't stop spreading:
I know you will, so I won't ever have to try
Honesty has died a thousand d**hs tonight so that I could survive
All of this work for idle eyes
You do me proud, my little whites
Sail thou forth to seek and find
God knows, if you'll be coming home
I dressed you up, I raised you well
We'll be remembered for the way we sell ourselves... and not the way we are
Stop little whites, don't spiral into each other
If one of you subsides then that's the rest of us done for