Deadbeat (feat. Teddy Failure)
I thought that you were cool, fool
Tell me, what happened?
Backstabbing bitch, guess I got out of fashion
Might as well be changing your name
'Cause nothing 'bout you feels the same
And I've been doing great (great) fine (fine)
Thank you for asking
Had a heartbreak and I went to Manhattan
Postcards sent, bitch you changed your address
It's like you couldn't care less
I thought that we were besties, besties
But then, you tore me like a deadbeat, deadbeat
What did you do that shit for?
It's getting hard to ignore
I gave you benefit of the doubt
Yeah, thought that we could turn it around
What did you do that shit for?
It's getting hard to ignore
I tried to call you up one-trillion times
But it seems like you got a lot on your mind
Like guest lists, big hits, Hollywood parties
If I wasn't mad, maybe I would feel sorry for you (yeah)
For you, but the way you kicked me to the curb
It's not something I deserved
I thought that we were besties, besties
But then, you tore me like a deadbeat, deadbeat
What did you do that shit for?
It's getting hard to ignore
I gave you benefit of the doubt
Yeah, thought we could turn it around (turn it around)
What did you do that shit for?
It's getting hard to ignore
(I, I thought that we were besties)
Tell me, what happened?
Backstabbing bitch, guess I got out of fashion
Might as well be changing your name
'Cause nothing 'bout you feels the same
And I've been doing great (great) fine (fine)
Thank you for asking
Had a heartbreak and I went to Manhattan
Postcards sent, bitch you changed your address
It's like you couldn't care less
I thought that we were besties, besties
But then, you tore me like a deadbeat, deadbeat
What did you do that shit for?
It's getting hard to ignore
I gave you benefit of the doubt
Yeah, thought that we could turn it around
What did you do that shit for?
It's getting hard to ignore
I tried to call you up one-trillion times
But it seems like you got a lot on your mind
Like guest lists, big hits, Hollywood parties
If I wasn't mad, maybe I would feel sorry for you (yeah)
For you, but the way you kicked me to the curb
It's not something I deserved
I thought that we were besties, besties
But then, you tore me like a deadbeat, deadbeat
What did you do that shit for?
It's getting hard to ignore
I gave you benefit of the doubt
Yeah, thought we could turn it around (turn it around)
What did you do that shit for?
It's getting hard to ignore
(I, I thought that we were besties)
Credits
Writer(s): Teodor Erik Zeron Runsioe, Frans Linus Wilhelm Stoehr Thorell, Oscar Benjamin Alexander Scheller
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