The Ideal Husband lyrics
by Father John Misty
[Verse 1]
Julian – he's gonna take my files
Every woman that I've slept with
Every friendship I've neglected
Didn't call when grandma died
I spend my money getting drunk and high
I've done things unprotected
And proceeded to drive home wasted
Bought things to win over siblings
I've said awful things, such awful things
[Refrain]
And now, now it's out
And now, now it's out
[Verse 2]
Julian – he's gonna take my files
Telling people jokes to shut them up
Resenting people that I love
Sleep in 'til two then doing sh*t
Just stay in bed and later lie about it
Obsessing over graying hair
Knowing just what people wanna hear
Binging on unearned attention
I've said awful things, such awful things
[Refrain]
And now, now it's out
And now, now it's out
[Verse 3]
I came by at seven in the morning
Seven in the morning, seven in the morning
I came by at seven in the morning
I said, "Baby, I'm finally succ*mbing!"
Said something dumb like, "I'm tired of running
Tired of running, tired of running"
Let's put a baby in the oven!
Wouldn't I make the ideal husband?