Didn’t think you had it in you
Didn’t think you’d make it out alive
You probably thought I would be the one to die
Nice try
I had to push you to say it
Couldn’t do it on your own
Yet you call yourself a boy
But you don’t take full control
You broke up with me over text
Not even over the phone
Don’t know what you were getting at but it didn’t work at all
You don’t know what you want
Your dating just to date
That will be your fate
Your a dramatic
Liar
Low down, dead beat, looking expired
Don’t know
How anyone can like you
Can’t forget about your trashy personality too
Too bad I couldn’t see it before it was to late
You took another in your trap
That will be her fate
Ooooooo
Your a dramatic lying ass bitch
Who steals my friends
And makes them end up in a ditch
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My heart is dead
I’m such a fool
If I ever fell for you
Roses are red violets are blue
My heart is dead
And you will be too