TOXIC
She says I'm an asshole
She says I'm a scumbag
If it hurts like hell, why am I screaming "Hell yeah!"?
She says I'm a fuckboy
She says I'm a dickhead
If I hate her guts, then why am I always in them?
(Yeah, yeah)
Split ends, mini skirt
Bleached her fucking hair until it hurt, yeah
(Ow, god that fucking hurt)
Brand-new Prada bag, can't afford that drip
I think she stole that on fifth Ave
One bed in Tribeca, says Kylie's her best friend, but
Last time that I checked she not A-list, at best a B+
Studio in Soho, Fishnets with the gogos
Said the paps are at her door
It's just UPS though
She says I'm an asshole
She says I'm a scumbag
If it hurts like hell, why am I screaming "Hell yeah!"?
She says I'm a fuckboy
She says I'm a dickhead
If I hate her guts, then why am I always in them?
(Yeah, yeah)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Loving you's toxic
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
But I can't stop it
I'm an asshole, hard to swallow
She says I'm a narcissist, and I'm so fucking shallow
Yeah, my heart is hollow, along with my emptiness
She thinks that I'm such a mess
But I know all about love (all about love!)
Push the blame on me
Tell me that it's my fault, and you'll never hurt me
Please just let me be (tell me that you love me, tell me that you-)
She says I'm an asshole
She says I'm a scumbag
If it hurts like hell, why am I screaming "Hell yeah!"?
She says I'm a fuckboy
She says I'm a dickhead
If I hate her guts, then why am I always in them?
(Yeah, yeah)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Loving you's toxic
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
(Split ends, mini skirt)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
(Bleached her fucking hair until it hurt)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Loving you's toxic
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
But I can't stop it
She says I'm a scumbag
If it hurts like hell, why am I screaming "Hell yeah!"?
She says I'm a fuckboy
She says I'm a dickhead
If I hate her guts, then why am I always in them?
(Yeah, yeah)
Split ends, mini skirt
Bleached her fucking hair until it hurt, yeah
(Ow, god that fucking hurt)
Brand-new Prada bag, can't afford that drip
I think she stole that on fifth Ave
One bed in Tribeca, says Kylie's her best friend, but
Last time that I checked she not A-list, at best a B+
Studio in Soho, Fishnets with the gogos
Said the paps are at her door
It's just UPS though
She says I'm an asshole
She says I'm a scumbag
If it hurts like hell, why am I screaming "Hell yeah!"?
She says I'm a fuckboy
She says I'm a dickhead
If I hate her guts, then why am I always in them?
(Yeah, yeah)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Loving you's toxic
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
But I can't stop it
I'm an asshole, hard to swallow
She says I'm a narcissist, and I'm so fucking shallow
Yeah, my heart is hollow, along with my emptiness
She thinks that I'm such a mess
But I know all about love (all about love!)
Push the blame on me
Tell me that it's my fault, and you'll never hurt me
Please just let me be (tell me that you love me, tell me that you-)
She says I'm an asshole
She says I'm a scumbag
If it hurts like hell, why am I screaming "Hell yeah!"?
She says I'm a fuckboy
She says I'm a dickhead
If I hate her guts, then why am I always in them?
(Yeah, yeah)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Loving you's toxic
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
(Split ends, mini skirt)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
(Bleached her fucking hair until it hurt)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Loving you's toxic
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
But I can't stop it
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Writer(s): Michael William Turner
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