(Verse 1)
You’re a vulture on the hunt, circling the room
Picking at my sanity like it’s something to consume.
You call it "honesty" when you rip me apart
But if I say a word, I’m "breaking your heart."
You scream about respect while you spit on my name
Every bridge that you burn is a way I’m to blame.
You’re a black hole wrapped in a designer skin
And I’m sick of the hell that you’re dragging me in.
(Chorus)
Oh, you’re a hypocrite with a god complex
Checking off your lies like they’re boxes for your ex.
You want a servant, not a partner by your side
With a mean-hearted streak you can’t even hide.
You play the victim while you’re holding the knife
You’re a poisonous ghost in the middle of my life.
Go ahead, scream it, let the neighbors all know
You’re a razor blade ego putting on a show
(Verse 2)
You monitor my minutes and you audit my friends
While you’re out in the streets making "secret" amends.
You’re projecting your filth like a movie screen
The most malicious person that I’ve ever seen.
You gaslight the fire and then ask why it’s hot
Telling me I’m everything that I know Im not.
You love the attention of a public breakdown
So you can play the martyr and keep wearing that crown.
(Verse 3)
You weaponize your tears like they’re bullets in a gun
Then act surprised when the damage is done.
You demand the truth while you’re choking on a lie
Watching for a weakness with a predatory eye.
But the evil in your chest is starting to bleed out
Everyone around can see what you’re all about
You can smear my reputation to every "friend" you meet
But everyone can smell the rot beneath the sweet
(Bridge)
I’m done with the word salad, done with the bait
Done with the way that you weaponize hate.
You can’t love a soul when you’re hollow inside
So take your mean heart and get outta my life!
(Chorus)
Oh, you’re a hypocrite with a god complex
Checking off your lies like they’re boxes for your ex.
You want a servant, not a partner by your side
With a mean-hearted streak you can’t even hide.
You play the victim while you’re holding the knife
You’re a poisonous ghost in the middle of my life.
Go ahead, scream it, let the neighbors all know
You’re a razor blade ego putting on a show
(Outro)
Yeah, keep pointing that finger till it starts to ache
But you’re the only person who’s totally fake.
The show is over. The lights are up.
And I’m finally, finally shutting you up.
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