| Ooh
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| Yeah
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| Felt like I’m swimming through a ditch of syringes
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| And I ain’t tryna beg a bitch for forgiveness
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| She ain’t a bitch though, its just easier to kiss this
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| Goodbye when it’s sprinkled in some mean unrealistics
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| Misogynistic, call it what you see fit
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| I call it beating out my feelings like I need this
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| You call it everything you ever wanna be
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| 'Cause if I bet you’re watching someone then I bet you’re watching me
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| Don’t even think about the quest before you see
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| I ain’t bitter, I ain’t stressed, in fact I’m better of as me
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| (Better of as me, better of as me)
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| Guesstimated sentence of a beast
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| Serve a twenty-five-to-life and never got released
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| What do you mean you felt a pest to me and you could barely breathe?
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| Listen please, we’re separated visions of a dream
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| But we both know the truth and it was better that I leave
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| (That I leave)
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| You didn’t love yourself enough, that’s unattractive
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| Except the times you took the drugs and cried and done a back flip
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| You used to lie for love and hide it like a bad trip
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| So what the fuck was I towards the kindness or the madness?
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| I live a life to simply climb, and I’m about this
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| And I haven’t got the time to be the loudest mouth to shout this
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| You said you’re proud of me, I doubt you know what proud is
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| 'Cause since then I’ve bounced and what I found’s had me astounded
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| I used to write about how happy and how sad you made me
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| You called me arrogant whilst sat about all powder-scrapey
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| I saw a pattern attach and imagined our baby
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| And like a coward I just sat and acted sour cagey
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| You say I’m lazy, mad, angry and I’m power-crazy
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| Damn right, I’m everything you say without an ounce of maybe
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| Look how you hate me now for smacking what this planet gave me
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| I hope your nag doesn’t actually fucking matter lately |