Many Happy Returns

Can you do better?
'Cause you were pretty damn sure that you could
I read your scarlet letter
So did every girl in the neighborhood
Could you do better?
'Cause I'm sick of all these games that you play, play
You're the trendsetter
All these dangerous decisions you make

And I ain't trying to hold on to something like you so sick and twisted
I just came to tell you a little something so that you can really understand
If you were trying to hit me right there, then boy, you winged, you missed it
Guess I can play your battle better than you can

And I just wanted you to know
I fucked him on your birthday (oh)
Ooh, yeah
I fucked him on your birthday (oh)
And I'm not even, I'm not even, I'm not even sorry (oh)
I just wanted you to know
I fucked him on your birthday
And he made me, oh, oh, oh (oh)
Better than you

Hey, you picked the wrong girl to mess with
Oh, I can hurt you harder than you'll believe
Such a shame that I picked your best friend
And I left a long message on your new girl's answer machine

Why am I trying to hold on to something like you, so sick and twisted?
I just want to show you I'm a mess, 'cause of you, I lost my way
And if you're gonna play it like that, then I'm gonna hit you back
Can't resist it, I'm addicted

So I fucked him on your birthday (oh)
Ooh, yeah
I fucked him on your birthday (oh)
And I'm not even, I'm not even, I'm not even sorry (oh)
I just wanted you to know
I fucked him on your birthday
And he made me, oh, oh, oh (oh)
Better than you

An eye for an eye, that's what you always told me
Bet you wish you hadn't, now I wrote a different story
When you mess with my heart, you better expect to regret that
Revenge is a dish served best when it's dripping and dripping in sweat
Wet turbojet, dancing on his silhouette
And I know I'm disrespecting you, but at least you won't forget me, huh?
And I'm not even sorry



Credits
Writer(s): Danielle Sylvia Harrison, Duhan Donder
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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