Marissa Zanola Lyrics

I've been roaming around

I was looking down at all I see

Painted faces

Through the places I can't reach

You know that I could use somebody

You know that I could use somebody

Tyler approached me on the casino floor, ah

And asked me to write a song for Marissa Zanola

I told him I'd think about it

But now that I know just

How much that he loves you

I could not tell him "No", uh

Remember when you were in E-V-S with a mop?

And you were cleaning

And Tyler mentioned that you missed a spot?

Yeah, he told me you take care of him all of the time

You made a difference

And little Madison's calling you "Mom"

You're like four foot eleven

But see, in Madison's eyes

You're more like six foot two

Who knew that you would arise to the occasion?

TV station, Family Guy

Maybe some Bones?

Yeah, that'd be one hell of a night

And I do really hope

You two can do it a while

'Cause Tyler told me how much

He loves your beautiful smile

Personality, eyes, hair

Your hands and your feet

He'd take a bullet for you

To him, you mean everything

yeah, Marissa, Merry Christmas!

I've been roaming around

I was looking down at all I see

Painted faces

Through the places I can't reach

You know that I could use somebody

You know that I could use somebody

You know that saying?

It's like "You've been running through my mind"

Well, that happens to Tyler Rogers

All the goddamn time

At work on third shift

That's all the fuck I hear

"I love Marissa, Ryan"

Every time that I'm near

I can't believe that someone

Would love you as much as this man does

And I'll be damned simply because

He poured all his emotion into paper and pen

I told him I would do this as a favor to him

I gave Tyler a promise

I would make the bombest

Song for you Marissa

I hate to be dishonest

And I ain't 'bout to lie

To my good friend, Tyler Rogers

The love he has for you

Is like deep psycho hypnosis (Haha)

So fuck a Brandon Cook

Go get yourself some chocolates

Enjoy a Daquiri and relax under the faucet

Plus Marissa

When you think you have it bad

And you get mad

Just look at Brandon Cook

And what a shitty life you could've had

Marissa, yeah

I've been roaming around

I was looking down at all I see

Painted faces

Through the places I can't reach

You know that I could use somebody

You know that I could use somebody

Give me a minute Marissa

So I can finish this poem

So you can understand Tylers' letters

Better when he wrote 'em

No one but he, yourself, and I

Were allowed to be showed 'em

Tyler liked you

One day he dialed you up like a modem

So you answred his call

You were no dancer at all

But see to Tyler

You were the Belle of the fanciest ball

And by fancy

I don't mean flashy, extravagant gifts

I mean when he says he loves you

You put your hand into his

And once upon a time

Way before Tyler arrived

You were unhappy

At least you had Ally by your side to sugarcoat it

But then you noticed Tyler at work

Girls like a man in a uniform

Guess it must be the shirt

And if it isn't

I don't know what to say to you, dear

Go take a trip to Hawaii

Get the fuck away from here

So much stressing and drama

Tension and left at the bottom

Work hasn't been pleasant, has it?

You are the best, lil' mama

Yeah, sincerely, Tyler Rogers

I've been roaming around

I was looking down at all I see

Painted faces

Through the places I can't reach

You know that I could use somebody

You know that I could use somebody