Cuff (Single Edit)

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 your 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 that I could do most anything How else could you expect that I can