If I'm the blunt (uh), you could be the lighter, babe
Fire it up
Writer, baby, you could be the quote, yeah (uh)
If I'm the lyric, baby, you could be the note (uh), record that
Saint I'm a sinner (uh), prize I'm a winner (uh)
And it's you, what did I do to deserve that?
Paper, baby, I'll be the pen
Say that I'm the one 'cause you are a ten
Real and not pretend
Even when the sky comes falling (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)