LookWhatYouMadeMeDo
Boy, you know I, I
Hate or loved you
Hate a wasted day after day of my patience
To give you a try
Now I'm wasted
This Henny don't taste quite the same but I'm faded
And drunken thoughts speak sober minds and I'm
Drunk as fuck, throw up
Might need to roll up
But, damn, I can't find my cigar
I'm in the backwoods looking for backwoods
Backwards
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Over and over, I try to get over you
It's over, but there's something new
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Way too much woman for you
Karma is coming for you
Drunk text my new boy and told him I wasn't ready
He called up, folded, now he's coming over
I'm over this
Need to try that sober shit
'Cause I'm drinking way too much lately
Boy you know I, I
I try to drink to forget my regrets
And it's over but I'm still not over you yet
Tell your new girl I said that I wish she was dead
I'm not sorry
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Over and over I try to get over you
It's over, but there's something new
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
I had a dream that I drowned you
Drifted away then I found you
Do not resuscitate
Suffering succotash
Suffering suffocates
Fuck the ring, fuck the bag, fuck the love
Fuck the dates, bigger dreams
I gotta move, you ask, "Where to?"
To better things, better things, better things, better things
Hate or loved you
Hate a wasted day after day of my patience
To give you a try
Now I'm wasted
This Henny don't taste quite the same but I'm faded
And drunken thoughts speak sober minds and I'm
Drunk as fuck, throw up
Might need to roll up
But, damn, I can't find my cigar
I'm in the backwoods looking for backwoods
Backwards
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Over and over, I try to get over you
It's over, but there's something new
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Way too much woman for you
Karma is coming for you
Drunk text my new boy and told him I wasn't ready
He called up, folded, now he's coming over
I'm over this
Need to try that sober shit
'Cause I'm drinking way too much lately
Boy you know I, I
I try to drink to forget my regrets
And it's over but I'm still not over you yet
Tell your new girl I said that I wish she was dead
I'm not sorry
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
Over and over I try to get over you
It's over, but there's something new
Look what you made me do, yeah, yeah
Look what
You made me do
I had a dream that I drowned you
Drifted away then I found you
Do not resuscitate
Suffering succotash
Suffering suffocates
Fuck the ring, fuck the bag, fuck the love
Fuck the dates, bigger dreams
I gotta move, you ask, "Where to?"
To better things, better things, better things, better things
Credits
Writer(s): Trevor David Brown, William Zaire Simmons, Sebastian Kole, Bennett
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