Lyrics Friends That Fuck - GDP

Friends That Fuck

Nothing but trouble in these streets
I’m drunk at 10 AM and I got nowhere to be
And there’s a stranger in my bed
And I’m sending you a text
Of how I’m missing you to death
And you’re wishing me the best
But I don’t wanna be another existential starving artist
I want to lay my head on your chest at your apartment
It’s late August and it’s never felt colder
And I know that you were drunk and didn’t want to say it’s over
So you held me close as I kissed your neck and rubbed your shoulder
Left the show without saying a word and I felt older
It was a mistake but we had sex anyways
And I even left the lights on to gaze into your pretty face
I sucked your titty through your bra
And then your drawers
And we started off
But you ain’t really want that so I took that walk
Came back and you were ready for more
And I saw you lying there you said «Fuck me.
Fuck me»
She said «Fuck me»
And whispered in my ear like «Fuck me.
Fuck me.»
She said «Fuck me»
So I’m like…
Yeah, fuck me with everything you got
Before I leave you here to rot
And this bed is like a plot
Your head is like a box so
Get on top
Get it however you want
But if we do it just this once then I might ever let you stop
So give me with everything you got
Before I leave you here to rot
And this bed is like a plot
And your head is like a box so
Get on top love it hurts too much to watch
Cuz you told me you would always be mine but you forgot
What’s on your mind baby?
I’m on the grind lately
You hung me out to dry and find some guy to replace me
I hope he’s everything I wasn’t and you love him
And you make collages out of cut up magazines and fuck him
He pokes you how you like
You’ll ask him if it’s tight
Avoid eye contact as you moan into the night
Your friends will say he’s mister right, I was just a stretch mark
You’ll never have to tell them about some guy you knew from West Orange
I try to harness but I just get so wound up
Reading through old letters that I found love
So how come I don’t know how to act when I see you out in public
I lose my stomach when I think of sweet nothings
You would whisper in my ear when I was cumming
You found someone else, said you can’t love me if you don’t love yourself
You said I’m nothing but trouble but you’re drunk as hell
And I love it when you yell, fuck me