“everyone’s favorite pseudointellectual”
*this one’s about a girl I knew in my early 20’s.
don’t call me a bother
don’t call me bitter
Ok, call me bitter
but something’s wrong with this picture
so don’t call me wrong
Is this all because
My nails are too long
give too much and it’s gone
In Detroit, in the clutch
We’re piercing eardrums
While you’re killing the love
Cause you’ve never come
take my rule of thumb
don’t ever play dumb
You’re cute and you’re easy
Tank top and blue jeans, we
Adjust frequencies, know I’ll disagree
You always were too good for me
I see
What the problem is
I’ve overblown, my mind’s a mess
Take off your clothes
under blankets
I can’t stand it
One look’s all it took
I know you fucked him
But I can’t get in
Guess that’s what I get
For being a gentleman
I see you bending over him
soft strumpet, just take a sip
hope you enjoy your original sin
That’s it, you’re his
Lights out, I quit
