Cut You Off

Cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, you've had too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete, ah-ah

Testament
Teeth in a conversation feed on my tongue untied
Deep in a rumination, me and my bottle of wine
I-I-I-I, I lost my mind
Finally lost composure, something about tonight
Buried every hatchet, left me gaslit, obsessive addict, batshit
Married to the power I lack
I lost my mind

You're so fucking bad for me
Still, I censor every feeling and profanity
Your fragility could never take the fall
This was inevitable

Cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, you've had too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete

I cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, let it rain on my life like confetti
Don't call me or text me
I warned you, don't test me, ah-ah

Clear that you're tryna soften something you can't deny
My visions vivid, I'm livid, I see it playing on a loop, rewind
I lost my mind
I don't want it to be put on me to trigger your memory and relive mine
You remember too well, professional, what happened? Do tell, you lie
Let me live before I

I know that it's bad for me
Still, I lied, let it slide, 'cause I felt bad, you see
Your fragility could never take the fall
You're so fucking immature

Cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, you've had too much attention already
So, I used what you left me to sharpen my machete

I cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, let it rain on my life like confetti
Don't call me or text me
I warned you, don't test me, ah-ah

Now I smashed my phone up, threw it at the wall
'Cause you called one too many times
What you do that for?
Now I'm lying on the floor
Racking up a debt
Now I'm anxious, and I'm phoneless, what a mess

(Cut you off)
Never used to believe in that
(Cut you off)
'Til you stole all my money in fact
Wasted energy backing you
Now it's something I have to do

I cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, let it rain on my life like confetti
Don't call me or text me
I warned you, don't test me, ah-ah



Credits
Writer(s): Daisy Matilda Bertenshaw, Dominic Feil-roots
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