MEAN

I hope your car rides are more silent
Cuz I'm the one who played music

You taught me what I needed
To be a better person

Why can't you listen to yourself
I'm in the wrong for asking for help

Carried my baggage on my own
Bruised my fingers to the bone

I gave a little more than
You wanted to give me
My everything was not enough
So all you were was fuckin mean

You got up in my head & I got
& now I got a hole in my heart
You told me that you'll love me forever
& now I'm doin better with out ya

Eat your words
please don't stay
Dig your own grave

Get stuck
All you want
In your own fuckin ways

You tore me down till I was dead
I picked you up & left you fed

I hope your starving now
Get lost
Feels nice
I'm fed up now

Now

Carried my baggage on my own
Bruised my fingers to the bone

I gave a little more than
You wanted to give me
My everything was not enough
So all you were was fuckin mean



Credits
Writer(s): Lex Indika
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