My baby's got mileage
My baby's got movement
She's been around enough to know I'm her favourite
My baby's got mileage
And you know she'd be the first to say
That I wouldn't have it any other way
"You're cute when you beg," she said
On the night that we first met
She could level me with just a single glare
She's a suicide pact sealed with a pinky swear
She smacks me when I'm feeling numb
Then acts like she's the lucky one
She crashes weddings just to drink their wine
I call her on her shit and she calls me on mine
This love is getting out of hand
She's given me honesty in a dishonest world