Now you're walking around waving all of your feathers and shaking your eyes You should be thanking me for giving you what you never afforded And with all that you're covered in, poor little birdie, it's making you crass Yeah, you're burning the bridges and all of my business, I gotta record it Keep counting your gold Guess it's all your fault Losing what you hold Girl, you almost made it through the fall And I know your behavior is only a mirror of the jealousy, baby And oh, such a pity that you're getting older, the pressure's crazy The things that you're doing ain't helping your case The things that you're doing ain't helping your case Now I keep counting your gold Guess it's all your fault Losing what you hold Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the Still tripping and sipping your daddy fingers You're dipping the chicken now And you know that my peaches is ripe for the picking You try to pull it down This is something you put into motion We all know how you get with an ocean Was it sun in the morning? Then you started mooring Or something and that's how it went down You push me in the ocean Better yet, you put me in the mode Wrong direction, I bet you I'm motion I get it, you're mid-through and through to the 9-0 You push me in the ocean Better yet, you put me in the mode Wrong direction, I bet you I'm motion I get it, you're mid-through and through to the 9-0 Girl you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through the fall Girl, you almost made it through Girl, you almost made it through the fall