Such a Shame
I sit and watch they all look at me and laugh
What made you go and do that?
I think you might have gone mad
You never had control over the way that you act
I think you might have gone mad
How did you fumble the bag?
I think you might have gone mad
I couldn't sit and wait I had to take out the trash
She liked to live it up she had to leave in a facelift
Desensitized to so many familiar faces
You said you gotta talk to him I think that you're tasteless
You said you gotta talk to him but you became nameless
You said we gotta talk
Well hey here I am
Let's make this quick cause it's been months since I gave a damn
Already know who I am
How you act surprised when I'm gon ask you to scram?
You know you lost all your appeal, not tryna fuck anymore
I don't need more low-hanging fruit I'll let you back on the floor
Find your way to the door
I don't want you anymore
What's the matter?
Cat got your tongue
Cut the shit don't waste my time let's go and be done
This shit is not even fun
I waited out the trial now it's my turn to run
I sit and watch they all look at me and laugh
What made you go and do that?
I think you might have gone mad
You never had control over the way that you act
She liked to live it up she had to leave in a facelift
Desensitized to so many familiar faces
You said you gotta talk to him I think that you're tasteless
You said you gotta talk to him but you became nameless
What made you go and do that?
I think you might have gone mad
You never had control over the way that you act
I think you might have gone mad
How did you fumble the bag?
I think you might have gone mad
I couldn't sit and wait I had to take out the trash
She liked to live it up she had to leave in a facelift
Desensitized to so many familiar faces
You said you gotta talk to him I think that you're tasteless
You said you gotta talk to him but you became nameless
You said we gotta talk
Well hey here I am
Let's make this quick cause it's been months since I gave a damn
Already know who I am
How you act surprised when I'm gon ask you to scram?
You know you lost all your appeal, not tryna fuck anymore
I don't need more low-hanging fruit I'll let you back on the floor
Find your way to the door
I don't want you anymore
What's the matter?
Cat got your tongue
Cut the shit don't waste my time let's go and be done
This shit is not even fun
I waited out the trial now it's my turn to run
I sit and watch they all look at me and laugh
What made you go and do that?
I think you might have gone mad
You never had control over the way that you act
She liked to live it up she had to leave in a facelift
Desensitized to so many familiar faces
You said you gotta talk to him I think that you're tasteless
You said you gotta talk to him but you became nameless
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Writer(s): Michael Pierog
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