You said that we'd figure it out
Guess you were busy, figuring her out
Wore my trust like a badge of honor
How's it having her around your mother
Having me by your side
Gettin' her all the time
How's a guy to choose?
Said you didn't want it
But you're greedy
So you got it
Have your cake and eat it too
I gotta say, I kinda
Like the, like the look upon your face
She's got your throat under her foot
Hunting for prey
I'd call you miserable but you're not worth the phrase
It's kinda funny, now you're everything you hate
Honestly I feel quite relieved
No longer playing house, you and me
You should be this selfish more often
Your true colors, ugly and rotten
Nothing but
Going out
Take a hit
Kiss her mouth
So ironic
Ditch your dreams
You & me
For a cheap
Fantasy
God you've lost it
I gotta say, I kinda
Like the, like the look upon your face
She's got your throat under her foot
Hunting for prey
I'd call you miserable but you're not worth the phrase
It's kinda funny, now you're everything you hate
I always collected the broken toys
When I was just a girl
I guess that nothing really changes
Only little things to learn
I'll wash your name out of my mouth
Until there's nothing left to purge
You make me sick and bitter
I gotta say, I kinda
Like the, like the look upon your face
She's got your throat under her foot
Hunting for prey
I'd call you miserable but you're not worth the phrase
It's kinda funny, now you're everything you hate
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