OCCUPATION

Roses are red, drowned in blue
I made this bed, and you're lying too
I made this bed, I made this bed (made this bed, uh, uh, oh)
I'm lying in it and you're still lying too

Breakin' hearts ain't a occupation
Doctrine degree in style wearin' out my patience
Moving on to better, not a vacation
Don't deserve what you served, you left the table waitin'

I ain't waitin' I'm speeding away in my Batmobile
I don't think you understand, I need time to heal
Baby your love, really was my Achilles heel
Discovered all your secrets, then you lost all appeal

Aye, I'm no longer worrying anymore
I took you're advice and kicked you out the door (the door)
Hung you out to dry and levelled up the score
Still scoring, fill the gap

Breaking hearts ain't a occupation
Doctrine degree in style wearing out my patience
Moving on to better, not a vacation
Don't deserve what you served, you left the table waitin'

I ain't staying, I'm swinging away like Spiderman (Who needs pizza, pew-pew)
You were meant to be my Mary Jane, my biggest fan
You left me standing at the altar
Here's my best man, switching over

I took an L, when I paired the letters you and I
Couldn't tell when I fell, 'cause the truth's stayed quiet
Sound the bell, hell-bound, you're a different kind
Ain't so kind, It's a crime

The way you stole my time, like this change of mine
No cents of mind, blew it like a mine
When I caught you lying, on this bed of mine
Saw your truer side on his under-side

What'd you think I'd say, ha (ha, ha, ha)
"Don't stop now, keep it going"
Matter 'o fact, I'll get a snack, and while you're busy throwing back
Imma make a little stack of some pancakes for him
Said you were crazy, but you're debating
Saying "gimme one chance, I can change"
But this kind of love, I ain't deserving of
So I'm serving up my own plate

Gotta get away, from games that you still playing
Like it's checkers in my chest, board a flight, I ain't plane
Took an L, walking hell, I put the devil in chains
I let it burn within your brain, found a new mind state
Thought you had a double dub like Wilt would do
When you were busy laying up with another dude
Do a little quick maths like two times two
When you win at love it ain't all four you

Roses are red, you drowned them in blue
I made this bed, but you're lying too
Came for my head in violence, a noose
The old me is dead, now I see the truth

Breaking hearts ain't an occupation
Doctrine degree in style wearing out my patience
Moving on to better, not a vacation
Don't deserve what you served, you left the table waiting



Credits
Writer(s): Flynn Kiely
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