You may be close but you'll never know what he's been through the way I do
And you may be bright, but when I bring you to the light
We'll see just how fake a girl's best friend can be

So stuck up to get shut down
The fantasy will see reality now
I know when and I know how
The heart breaks in two
And there's no room for you
There's no room for you here, bitch

Love always comes through when it's actually true

Drown yourself in Chardonnay as you celebrate another victory lap of luxury, another lie that's comforting
You're controlling
Then consoling?
It's revolting
And disgusting

Your love and hate
Come from the same place
It's written on your face
It's written on your face
He poured his heart right out and down into the drain of you and everything you do to keep him in check-mate
Is this what you wanted?
Stealing joy like a thief but I have the receipts
Its highway robbery, your emotional tax and fees
Plus, the shipping and handling you charge for an apology

I don't know how but I'll write you in
My Chicago Typewriter, will you trade your bullets for pens?
Using my hands, I dig for a means to an end
The filament is flickering
Pull the pin, and let the dog begin
I wanna feel a pain that's worth it
A pressure pulsing in my veins
I know if it doesn't hurt, it's not worth it
In time you'll see all I've done to you
In time, you'll understand what I put him through


Your brilliance is dim and dying
As we pull back the covers on all your lying
Keep flaunting your bite marks to whoever will look
The reality is your sharp teeth are blinding
You are a narcissist and you can ruin anything
I put the hoodie in your Camry trunk
You are going down for everything!
Now tell me, is this what you wanted?
A racing mind so exhausted?
The guilt of knowing you bought it?
Is this what you wanted?!