[Verse 1]
I'm cursed, 'cause I feel how you felt when you hurt me
What a talent I got there, oh, so talented
Girl, you will get there first
'Cause I see what you saw when you held me wrongly
What a gift I was given, oh, so gifted
My love, you will heal them wounds
'Cause it's your job to do, ain't nobody gon' fix it for you
Ain't nobody will do that for you
God, fate, karma, you know how to
Make my trauma valid for you

[Chorus]
Weapons down, armor off
You can fuck with me, I'm all yours
Apocalypse, the aliens comin'
You can shut me up, I'm done running
Weapons down, armor off
You can fuck with me, I'm all yours
Apocalypse, the aliens comin'
You can shut me up, I'm done running

[Verse 2]
How bad was it? Can you rate your pain from one to ten for me?
One, two, three, four, five, I'm tired of hearing the same lines
I won't work for him, at least not when you're on the team
I mean, I mean, really, what makes a person a bad one?
What is a crime if it's your son?
How can you cross a line if you don't know how to draw it?
If you don't know what consent is, I get it
We are cursed, we are blessed
'Cause we never learned how to make up for all the shit that we've done

[Chorus]
Weapons down, armor off
You can fuck with me, I'm all yours
Apocalypse, the aliens comin'
You can shut me up, I'm done running
Weapons down, armor off
You can fuck with me, I'm all yours
Apocalypse, the aliens comin'
You can shut me up, I'm done running
[Outro]
Weapons down, armor off
You can fuck with me, I'm all yours
Apocalypse, the aliens comin'
You can shut me up, I'm done running
I'm done running