"Cuff" lyrics

See how the anger calmly crouches
In the beast's eyes
I've made a lot of friends with couches
On the east side

It takes a troubled type of freedom
To drink all night
If you already nailed the sequence
Am I worth yr time

I cuff my T-Shirt sleeves
And grit my teeth
How else can I tell myself I can do most anything?

I cuff my T-Shirt sleeves
And grit my teeth
How else can I tell myself I can do most anything?
How else can I tell myself I can

Come out and meet me on your day off and be candid
Thank you for being cool and uncross
Bout what my hands did or didn't

And I cuff my T-Shirt sleeves
And grit my teeth
How else can I tell myself I can do most anything?

And you cuff my T-Shirt sleeves
And kiss my cheeks
How else could you expect I could do most anything
How else could you expect that I can