Maybe I should try religion 'Cause, Jesus, you're hard to rely on I'd never find you in the kitchen You couldn't even pay rent for three months
Oh, I heard you, I get it, you're broke But oh, you always had money to smoke, though
Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her But for what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies And raise 'em up to be a couple of couple of monsters, like their mother and their father Eventually, 2043 Someone's gonna hurt their little girl like thеir daddy hurt me
Mm, baby, go open a bible 'Causе God knows that sin is a cycle Lying to my face is your hobby Boy, you fine as hell for a psycho
Why do we pay for the cost of their choice, oh-oh Never 'cause that shit is them boys been boys
Now my tummy hurts (Tummy hurts) he's in love with her (Ah-oh) But for what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies And raise 'em up to be a couple of couple of monsters, like their mother and their father Eventually (Eventually) , 2043 (Oh) Someone's gonna hurt their little girl l ike their daddy hurt me
Mm, like their daddy hurt (Me) Like their daddy hurt (Me) Like their daddy hurt (Me) Like their daddy hurt (Me)
Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her But for what it's worth, he's her problem now, baby And she'll stay with him 'Cause she made with him a couple monsters Like their mother and their father Yeah, eventually, 2043 Someone's gonna hurt your little girl like you hurt me
Compositor: Alexander Glantz; Brittany Marie Amaradio; Courtney Michaela Jones; Reneé Rapp