I don’t need your peace of mind
Just go your way and I’ll go mine
You think that you cut me deep
But you don’t mean a thing to me, yeah
Outside you’re covered in gold
But it’s cloaking a bitter soul
And if I’m so “bad,” then let me go
But you can’t, cuz, girl, you know
You know…
That’s it’s you, it’s not me
That struck that match and doused it in kerosene
With daggers drawn and blood dripping from your teeth
You look fucking crazy
And to me that’s all that you’ll ever be
Talk your shit and speak your truth
If that’s what you call what you do
Arrogant and petty too
Well, how’s that working out for you?
Get a clue…
That’s it’s you, it’s not me
That struck that match and doused it in kerosene
With daggers drawn and blood dripping from your teeth
You look fucking crazy
And to me that’s all that you’ll ever be…