[Verse 1: Brye]
There's a billion people on this planet that you could bother
But for some reason you chose me
I wish I could give you the attention that you ordered
But I just don't have the energy
And maybe I'm the one that's bein' overdramatic
But I don't think so
I do know for a fact, though, that you're a definite coward
And I think it might be time for you to go

[Pre-Chorus: Brye]
You're a sour little boy with a fragile masculinity
You saw me as your toy
Now that I'm not, you abuse me
You're a sour little boy, absolutely no fun
You saw me as your toy
Now that I'm not, you throw a tantrum

[Chorus: Brye, Cavetown]
When life gives me lemons (L-E-M)
I don't make lemonade (O-N-S)
I use them to make you cry (L-E-M-O-N-S)
Can't process my feelings (L-E-M)
Made 'em circle the drain (O-N-S)
So tonight I'm gonna ruin your life (L-E-M-O)
When life gives you lemons, you don't make lemonade
You use 'em to make girls cry
You take those lemons, no sugar at all
And you squirt it right into our eyes
When life gives you lemons, you don't make lemonade
You use 'em to make girls cry
You take those lemons, no sugar at all
And you squirt it right into our eyes
[Verse 2: Brye]
I've tried to remain patient with your stupid shenanigans
But you've given me no other choice
You've tried to knock me over by actin' like you're above me
And pretendin' that I don't have a voice
And I don't wanna encourage your abusive behavior
But I just can't let you win
I'm legitimately tired of being walked all over
By these insecure babies who think that they're men

[Verse 3: Cavetown]
Had a breakdown in the evenin', lyin' underneath the ceilin'
So I'm gonna take it out on you
Too proud to show I'm hurtin', push it on you till you're burnin'
That's the only thing that I know how to do
And I don't wanna be a baby 'cause it's shameful
Won't admit that I'm just jealous of the way you move
Through my words like you're bulletproof

[Pre-Chorus: Brye, Cavetown]
I'm a sour little boy with a fragile masculinity
Insecure, destroyed
Anytime that you're above me
You're a sour little boy, absolutely no fun
You saw me as your toy
Now that I'm not, you throw a tantrum
[Chorus: Brye, Cavetown]
When life gives me lemons, I don't make lemonade
I use them to make you cry
Can't process my feelings, made 'em circle the drain
So tonight I'm gonna ruin your life
When life gives you lemons, you don't make lemonade
You use 'em to make girls cry
You take those lemons, no sugar at all
And you squirt it right into our eyes

[Bridge: Brye, Brye & Cavetown]
You may be the bigger person (When life gives you lemons)
But I'm louder (You don't make lemonade)
I'll do everything to hurt you (When life gives you lemons)
In my power (You don't make lemonade)
Just because you're confident (When life gives you lemons)
I think you're shallow (You don't make lemonade)
Here's a slice of humble pie (When life gives you lemons)
For you to swallow (You don't make lemonade)

[Outro: Brye & Cavetown]
You may be the bigger person (When life gives you lemons)
But I'm louder (You don't make lemonade; I'm louder)
I'll do everything to hurt you (When life gives you lemons)
In my power (You don't make lemonade; My power)
Just because you're confident (When life gives you lemons)
I think you're shallow (You don't make lemonade; You're shallow)
Here's a slice of humble pie (When life gives you lemons)
For you to swallow (You don't make lemonade; To swallow)
Sour little boy