Mention

Yeah…

Turn the bass up so I don’t have to hear a fuckin word of what you say

Bet the bass hit loud as I drive right by

I don’t look your way, don’t waste a thought

You’re hot, the center of everything—for me?

Girl you’re not my world, you’re not my thing

I ain’t your hobby, I ain’t your chore

I ain’t bringing flowers to your door

Not my sympathy, not my time

I been a chore my whole damn life

You want a project, I’m already in ruins

You want a feeling, I ran outta those in 2010

You text “you good?”—nah, I’m good at pretending

You say you care, I hear “here’s another ending”

I smell savior complex from a mile away

Perfume mixed with pity, that’s a hard pass, babe

I don’t need fixed, I need left alone is what I said

Your love’s a payment plan I can’t afford any way

It costs too much—your energy, your time

I can’t pay that back, not sure how our paths even aligned

Whole life I been poor in every way I'll fall short it's always the same

So keep your mercy, I’m clocking out to keep this insanity sane

Bet the bass hit loud as I drive right by

I don’t look your way, don’t waste a thought

You’re hot, the center of everything—for me?

Girl you’re not my world, you’re not my thing

I ain’t your hobby, I ain’t your chore

I ain’t bringing nothing to your door

Not my admiration, not my fight

I been too much my whole damn life

You can’t fix me chemically, that’s not your fault

But why bother anyway? I’m already dissolved into nothing

I’m just an excuse you tell your friends I'm a tool but nothing to use

“she was just broken”—trying to fix me and lost that much energy for nothing

Keep that big head exposed, I'll play my part cuz I look better in the dark

Rather just ghost than play another bleeding heart

Love’s a drug and I’m clean, congratulations

Rather be numb than owe you explanations

Fail at all those expectations

Just to be a bother regardless

Why don't I just leave

If you're so bad

Why don't I just leave then

I didn't just mention?

I don’t want your light

I don’t want your warmth

I don’t want your “maybe things could work”

I just want the wheel, the night, the bass

And zero memories of your face

Bet the bass hit loud as I drive right by

Tinted windows up, you’re already a lie

You were never the center, never even close

Just a notification I finally ghosted

I ain’t your anything, never was, never will

Turn that sadness into someone else’s bill

Not my sympathy, not my pain

I been poor my whole life—still counting change

Keep the change, baby.

I was never for sale anyway.

There it is. Sing it like you don’t care who hears. Because you don’t.