Aaron Parke - That Part (No More) Lyrics

You know my name
But you keep me on the shelf
And you have your own
But you keep it to yourself

I don't wanna play that part no more
Remind me what the script is for
Waiting on you I can only hope
To avoid a mouth washed out with soap
Emptying my adrenal glands
Sitting on the steps after we throw hands
I begin to roll as I feel that St. Mark's soul

You laugh like a felon
Which I can't explain
You're as sweet as a melon
And you blow my brain

And I don't want that headache no more
Remind me what the script is for
Waiting on you I can only hope
To avoid a mouth washed out with soap
Emptying my adrenal glands
Sitting on the steps after we throw hands
Laying on the floor under glowing stars
Playing MCR on a cheap guitar
I begin to roll as I feel that St. Mark's soul