Still

I prefer the dream over real life
The loneliness is not as severe, right?
And now you're back with him?
You probably wish I'd just disappear, right?
So tell me how come it feel like

You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch

Wherever you go, I go
You lead, I follow
I'm your disciple
You are my gospel
You are my today, you are tomorrow
You're back with your man? Well I want you also
Even if it's partial, I'll take it, although
I know you ain't good, I know you're harmful
My supermodel
My walking novel
You play in my head
My jazz ensemble
My brass section
I know better than to ask questions to what I know the answers to
We were over in a half second
But still, even when I lack affection, you're the one I answer to
And I know that this may sound desperate
But even when I lose all direction, you're the one I'm walking to
I go over our last message, and I refuse to accept it
I'm still not through with you. He ain't bulletproof

You knock me off of my feet and expect I won't fall
You are all that I see, I don't dream anymore
And after all of this time, to say we're nothing at all?
Well tell me how come it feel like
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch

Like, like how many times have you tweeted
You're single after we fight just to get on my nerves
Like, like like how many times
Have you come back to my house 'cause you left some shit over here
Like, like like like how many times do we need to talk
But you wanna talk in person
Like, like how many times are you gonna front
Like you and I don't belong to each other

You knock me off of my feet and expect I won't fall
You are all that I see, I don't dream anymore
And after all of this time, to say we're nothing at all?
Well tell me how come it feel like
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch
You're still my bitch