[Verse 1]
You walked in like a ten outta ten,
Boy, who signed off on that confidence?
Talkin’ big with your little excuses,
Handing out red flags like they’re compliments.
You really thought I’d lose my mind?
Baby, let’s review the facts.
You brought drama to a peace convention…
Now ain’t that a talent act?
[Pre-Chorus]
Mirror, mirror on the wall…
Who gave you that ego at all?
[Chorus]
You don’t have the height or the hairline
To be treating me like that.
Audacity must be on sale this year,
‘Cause baby, you bought the whole rack.
You came with confidence on clearance,
An attitude way overpriced.
You really fumbled someone loyal…
That’s a you problem, not my life.
[Verse 2]
You acted like you had options,
Like I was lucky you chose me.
Meanwhile I was paying bills,
Cooking dinner, cheering your dreams.
The math ain’t mathing, sweetheart.
I finally did the sums.
You kept acting like the prize…
With participation ribbon energy, hon.
[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t need revenge.
This joke writes itself.
[Chorus]
You don’t have the height or the hairline
To be treating me like that.
Walking ‘round like God’s favorite,
Boy, let’s unpack that.
Your ego needed its own zip code.
Your excuses needed therapy.
You lost someone who loved you right…
Congratulations, MVP.
[Bridge] (beat drops)
Let’s have a moment of silence…
For your self-awareness.
…Okay, that’s enough.
[Final Chorus]
You don’t have the height or the hairline
To be talking all that smack.
You had the nerve, the gall, the confidence…
Everything but the facts.
You can keep the mixed signals.
You can keep the little games.
I’m keeping my standards high…
You should try doing the same.
[Outro]
Tell your ego I said hi.
It got here five minutes before you did.
