Making It Out Video (MV)

I'll never be low enough
To get some casual muff
For some reason it's driving me mad
And you're still sitting here
With dirty cotton in your ears
'Cause "God, Jaymie, he's so bad!"

And you know he only kisses
The wrong pair of lips
Whenever he feels sensitive
But who the hell am I
With the spit in my eye
'Cause all I wanna do is live

All my life I worked to be
The man you need
And now you won't even do me a solid
And keep me company
And it's days like this that make me miss
The years of hell in the south
'Cause God, at least I had the hope
Of one day making it out
(Making it out)

Racey days help me through the hopeless haze
But I don't wanna change your mind
'Cause it's all about you and what you wanna do
So I hate you more every time

And you keep callin' up
To say you're coming over
When all it does is bum me out
You're rude and open-minded
So no, I'll never find it
I always take my twist with a shout
(Shake it up, baby)

All my life I worked to be
The man you need
And now you won't even do me a solid
And keep me company
And it's days like this that make me miss
The years of hell in the south
'Cause God, at least I had the hope
Of one day making it out
(Making it out)

And you know he only kisses
The wrong pair of lips
Whenever he feels sensitive
But who the hell am I
With the spit in my eye
'Cause all I wanna do is live

All my life I worked to be
The man you need
And now you won't even do me a solid
And keep me company
And it's days like this that make me miss
The years of hell in the south
'Cause God, at least I had the hope
Of one day making it out
(Making it out)