Rubberneck
Rubberneck, rubberneck
Can't be mad cause I
Get my check
Fascinate with how I'm such a wreck
Don't look now, gotta stand correct
I'm a snake charmer call me medusa
A manic pixie dream girl can really seduce ya
Slither down the dance floor but he don't call me no more
Now I don't leave my room been growing bedsores
Too many mistakes and overwhelming details
From messing around with too many white males
Think to myself, I must be better than this
My sympathetic nervous system surges for kicks
Rubberneck, rubberneck
Can't be mad cause I
Get my check
Fascinate with how I'm such a wreck
Come and watch me while I disconnect
Now i'm just saying what i'm seeing here, I ain't trying to start shit
But no, writing obscure shit does not make you an artist
And no the scene doesn't need you fake ass posers
Put the bottle down boy, cognac is for closers
Now y'all looking at me like damn she too much
But you hate that I love that i'm spilling my guts
Your music's light beer, my word's Everclear
Do you hear me bitch, go get a dixie cup
On a regimen, diet of mimosas
Hits on my page, anorexia nervosa
Stabbed out my ear with a cymbal shatter
Destroy my self cause nothing really matters
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters
Cutting out my soul on a silver platter
I destroy myself cause nothing really matters
Can't be mad cause I
Get my check
Fascinate with how I'm such a wreck
Don't look now, gotta stand correct
I'm a snake charmer call me medusa
A manic pixie dream girl can really seduce ya
Slither down the dance floor but he don't call me no more
Now I don't leave my room been growing bedsores
Too many mistakes and overwhelming details
From messing around with too many white males
Think to myself, I must be better than this
My sympathetic nervous system surges for kicks
Rubberneck, rubberneck
Can't be mad cause I
Get my check
Fascinate with how I'm such a wreck
Come and watch me while I disconnect
Now i'm just saying what i'm seeing here, I ain't trying to start shit
But no, writing obscure shit does not make you an artist
And no the scene doesn't need you fake ass posers
Put the bottle down boy, cognac is for closers
Now y'all looking at me like damn she too much
But you hate that I love that i'm spilling my guts
Your music's light beer, my word's Everclear
Do you hear me bitch, go get a dixie cup
On a regimen, diet of mimosas
Hits on my page, anorexia nervosa
Stabbed out my ear with a cymbal shatter
Destroy my self cause nothing really matters
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters
Cutting out my soul on a silver platter
I destroy myself cause nothing really matters
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Writer(s): Austen Ballard, Gabriella Valentin Giangola
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