LYRICS

Any problems, any junk, but now I’m sick of men as women,
over for this moron sing my chorus, no comparison with me will reset.
Dramas any, any problems, and garbage you in my heart, I
is not a problem, many ask me and tell me serial lies.

you’re lying to them, squish them, and now silence before me not go, serial lies
blasé tell me, how many bucks pay while he was with me?

Chorus: (x2)
heartbroken’re my boy, for everything you’ve done to me,
so ironic, painfully cynical, will be paid every nasty moment.

Men straining you, me telling you what to who I was, what I did,
of fudge on I’m tired, it’s over there, come on take the hide.
Dramas any, any problems, and trash you in my heart, I
is not a problem, many ask me and tell me serial lies.

You’re lying to them, squish them, and now silence before me not go, successive lies,
blasé tell me how many k Inti pay while he was with me?

Chorus: (x4)