Letter to My Ex
I feel so fucking sad
I feel so fucking free
I feel so good now that you're not the one who's fucking me
I feel so out of sorts
I feel so put together
I feel like starting a war, think you should run for cover
Go on and make your mistakes
I won't be one of them
You can't lick my stitches, bitch
You know you put 'em there
And all these cuts are still oozing, only been six weeks
With all the times I shut my mouth, will you shut yours for me?
I wanna punch you, hug you
Cry 'til it hurts (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna hit you, quit you
Sleep in your shirt (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna kiss you and kill you and fix all your issues
Cut up your heart and tell you, I miss you
Stab you in the back with a blunt knife thousand times
Maybe then you'll know what it feels like
I feel so fucking rad (rad)
I look so goddamn sexy (goddamn sexy)
I wish you'd want me back
'Cause that would be so vindicating
And I hate the way you're fine
I hate the way you're Gucci
You're taking pictures with new bitches like you never knew me
Go on and make your mistakes
I won't be one of them
You can't lick my stitches, bitch
You know you put 'em there
And all these cuts are still oozing, only been six weeks
With all the times I shut my mouth, will you shut yours for me?
I wanna punch you, hug you
Cry 'til it hurts (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna hit you, quit you
Sleep in your shirt (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna kiss you and kill you and fix all your issues
Cut up your heart and tell you, I miss you
Stab you in the back with a blunt knife thousand times
Maybe then you'll know what it feels like
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I wanna punch you, hug you
Cry 'til it hurts (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna hit you, quit you
Sleep in your shirt (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna kiss you and kill you and fix all your issues
Cut up your heart and tell you, I miss you
Stab you in the back with a blunt knife thousand times
Maybe then you'll know what it feels like
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I feel so fucking free
I feel so good now that you're not the one who's fucking me
I feel so out of sorts
I feel so put together
I feel like starting a war, think you should run for cover
Go on and make your mistakes
I won't be one of them
You can't lick my stitches, bitch
You know you put 'em there
And all these cuts are still oozing, only been six weeks
With all the times I shut my mouth, will you shut yours for me?
I wanna punch you, hug you
Cry 'til it hurts (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna hit you, quit you
Sleep in your shirt (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna kiss you and kill you and fix all your issues
Cut up your heart and tell you, I miss you
Stab you in the back with a blunt knife thousand times
Maybe then you'll know what it feels like
I feel so fucking rad (rad)
I look so goddamn sexy (goddamn sexy)
I wish you'd want me back
'Cause that would be so vindicating
And I hate the way you're fine
I hate the way you're Gucci
You're taking pictures with new bitches like you never knew me
Go on and make your mistakes
I won't be one of them
You can't lick my stitches, bitch
You know you put 'em there
And all these cuts are still oozing, only been six weeks
With all the times I shut my mouth, will you shut yours for me?
I wanna punch you, hug you
Cry 'til it hurts (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna hit you, quit you
Sleep in your shirt (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna kiss you and kill you and fix all your issues
Cut up your heart and tell you, I miss you
Stab you in the back with a blunt knife thousand times
Maybe then you'll know what it feels like
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I wanna punch you, hug you
Cry 'til it hurts (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna hit you, quit you
Sleep in your shirt (hate you, I hate you, hate you, I hate you)
I wanna kiss you and kill you and fix all your issues
Cut up your heart and tell you, I miss you
Stab you in the back with a blunt knife thousand times
Maybe then you'll know what it feels like
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
I miss you, I miss you, I hate how much I miss you
Credits
Writer(s): Norma Jean Martine, Max Mostley, Amelia Toomey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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