Post Malone - Buyer Beware lyrics

Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm mm-mm

It's been a while since I burned incense
I use my lighter for a pack of twenty
I don't know where the fuck my Bible went
But, I'm sure they'll forgive me

So please, don't burn a hole in me
I I, I know it seems like
They got what you need
No one knows you better than yourself

So don't worry
You shouldn't spend your money
On a dollar-store miracle sorry
Baby, I don't have the answers
Even though I'm a know-it-all
So let it go, you'll never know
Nothing's wrote in stone
You're your own oraclе
It's just a fuckin' poem sorry
Baby, I don't have the answеrs
Even though I'm a know-it-all

So many restaurants in Beverly Hills
My favorite dinner comes in
Packs of twenty-four
I came home through the windowsill
But, I'm sure that she'll forgive me

So please, don't burn a hole in me
I I, I know it seems like
They got what you need
No one knows you better than yourself

So don't worry
You shouldn't spend your money
On a dollar-store miracle sorry
Baby, I don't have the answers
Even though I'm a know-it-all
So let it go, you'll never know
Nothing's wrote in stone
You're your own oracle
It's just a fuckin' poem sorry
Baby, I don't have the answers
Even though I'm a know-it-all

Let it go, you'll never know
Nothing's wrote in stone (Wrote in stone)
You're your own oracle
It's just a fuckin' poem sorry
Baby, I don't have the answers, shit
And maybe I know nothin' at all