Is it sweet or sour my name in your mouth? Sittin' in your shower but it won't wash out How do you justify your hate for me? I heard you're on some chit chat but won't admit it I bet you've always hoped that I wouldn't make it But jealousy don't make you prettier You're insecure but you've got the nerve so I hope this hurts
Fuck you, for all of the damage The least you could do is bring me a bandage For the knife in my back, that I didn't notice I was under attack Now I don't want my best friend back (I don't want my best friend)
I thought that I could trust you with my confessions But you turned all my secrets to bloody weapons "Sorry" won't patch up all thе wounds you made And is your conscious burning, do you feel guilty? As someone who has morals, it would'vе killed me Should probably go and find a therapist 'Cause you've got shit a psychologist can't even fix (Like, stop being such a fucking bitch, I hate her!)
Fuck you, for all of the damage The least you could do is bring me a bandage For the knife in my back, that I didn't notice 'Cause I was too focused watching yours Fuck you, for all of the damage The least you could do is bring me a bandage For the knife in my back, that I didn't notice I was under attack Now I don't want my best friend back I don't want my best friend I don't want my best friend back (back, back) I don't want my best friend back
Compositores: Anna Dasha Novotny (Dasha), Elijah Hill Weinkauf, Bardo William Novotny, Talia Stewart, Samuel Davidson ECAD: Obra #45659012