| Sleazin' and teasin', I’m sittin' on him |
| All of my diamonds are drippin' on him |
| I met him at the bar, it was twelve or somethin' |
| I ordered two more wines, 'cause tonight I want him |
| A little context if you care to listen |
| I find myself in this shit position |
| The man that I love sat me down last night |
| And he told me that it’s over, dumb decision |
| And I don’t wanna feel how my heart is rippin' |
| Fact, I don’t wanna feel, so I stick to sippin' |
| And I’m out on the town with a simple mission |
| In my little black dress and this shit is sittin' |
| Just a heart broke bitch |
| High heels six inch |
| In the back of the nightclub, sipping champagne |
| I don’t trust any of these bitches I’m with |
| In the back of the taxi sniffing cocaine |
| Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex |
| I was looking for a man who’s on the same page |
| Now it’s back to the intro, back to the bar |
| To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna feel how I did last night |
| I don’t wanna feel how I did last night |
| Doctor, doctor, anything, please |
| Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me |
| Take this pain away |
| You’re asking me my symptoms, doctor |
| I don’t wanna feel |
| Toke this joint how I’m blowing this steam |
| Back to my ways like 2019 |
| Not 24 hours since my ex did dead it |
| I got a new man on me, it’s about to get sweaty |
| Last night really was the cherry on the cake |
| Been some dark days lately and I’m findin' it cripplin' |
| Excuse my state |
| I’m as high as your hopes that you’ll make it on my bed |
| Get me hot and sizzlin' |
| If I take a step back to see the glass half full |
| At least it’s the Prada two-piece that I’m trippin' in |
| And I’m already actin' like a dick |
| Know what I mean? |
| So you might as well stick it in |
| Just a heart broke bitch |
| High heels six inch |
| In the back of the nightclub, sipping champagne |
| I don’t trust any of these bitches I’m with |
| In the back of the taxi sniffing cocaine |
| Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex |
| I was looking for a man who’s on the same page |
| Now it’s back to the intro, back to the bar |
| To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna feel how I did last night |
| I don’t wanna feel how I did last night |
| Doctor, doctor, anything, please |
| Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me |
| Take this pain away |
| You’re asking me my symptoms, doctor |
| I don’t wanna feel (What?) |
| 'Cause I don’t wanna feel like I felt last night |
| I don’t wanna feel like I felt last night |
| Be at peace with the things you can’t change |
| I’ll be naked when I leave and I was naked when I came, yeah |
| Out of reach, out of touch, too numb, I don’t feel no way |
| Toast up, so what, street small but it go both ways |
| So, you’ll run, but you’ll never escape |
| Sunset in the maze |
| (You're asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don’t wanna feel) |
| I don’t wanna feel how I did last night |
| I don’t wanna feel how I did last night, oh |
| Doctor, doctor, anything, please |
| Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me |
| You’re asking me my symptoms, doctor |
| I don’t wanna feel |
| I don’t wanna feel how I did last night |
| I don’t wanna feel how I did last night |
| Lipstick smudged like modern art |
| I don’t know where the fuck I am |
| Or who’s driving the fucking car |
| Speeding down the highway sippin' |
| Mixing pills with the liquor |
| 'Cause fuck these feelings |
| I left everyone I love on read (Uh-uh) |
| Spilling secrets to the stranger in my bed (Uh-uh) |
| I remember nothing so there’s nothing to regret (Uh-uh) |
| Other than this 4/4 kick drum poundin' in my head (Hm) |