They′re gonna have a baby, I'm thinking ′bout Texas

I dreamt I was pregnant, I woke up with my guard down

You were next door with Gigi, cocktails for breakfastWalking her groceries back to the main house

You kissed her fragile hands in the sunlight

Cried in my arms and woke up in the backyard

And when you get passive, I like to imagine

You listening to worship songs on your iPod

I've never been this bad, can I tell you something?

I've never felt so unworthy of loving

I hope you marry the girl from your hometown

And I′ll fucking kill her, and I′ll fucking freak out

I've got a letter still in my backpack

It′s from the St. Paul Police Department

They wanna give me my state ID back

They gave me a number, but I haven't called it

Remember we searched all night when I lost it?

I thought about lying when I found my passport

′Cause I would've stayed kinda drunk and afraid in your room

′Til I died in your room if you asked for it

I've never been this bad, can I tell you something?

I've never felt so unworthy of loving

I hope you marry the girl from your hometown

And I′ll fucking kill her, and I′ll fucking freak out