rotten
I'm rotten, baby so are you
I'm nauseous, sick and over you
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby I'm rotten
Pain
Only thing I feel when I'm around you is the pain
Taking all the liquor and I pour it down the drain
Put me in a straight jacket
Finger pointing blame happens
Calling out my name but you're screaming it in vain
Have my heart around you but you wrapped it up in chains
Coming in you, coming now, I'm washing out the stains
Put me in a straight jacket
Finger pointing blame happens
Trying to fan the flame
But it's pouring fucking rain
I'm rotten, baby so are you
I'm nauseous, sick and over you
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby I'm rotten
Start popping, fucking put me through
Chaotic the way you twist the truth
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby I'm rotten
Nicotine in my lungs and it's filling up with smoke
Body going numb and you beg me not to choke
Sex feel different with my hands around your throat
Sending late texts and it's murder that she wrote
Slow drip bleeding, Snow White creeping
Poison my soul now it's time to get even
Take a bite of the apple, see I'm rotten to the core
Take a bite of the apple I don't love you anymore
I'm rotten, baby so are you
I'm nauseous, sick and over you
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby I'm rotten
Start popping, fucking put me through
Chaotic the way you twist the truth
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby, I'm rotten
(Baby, I'm rotten)
I'm nauseous, sick and over you
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby I'm rotten
Pain
Only thing I feel when I'm around you is the pain
Taking all the liquor and I pour it down the drain
Put me in a straight jacket
Finger pointing blame happens
Calling out my name but you're screaming it in vain
Have my heart around you but you wrapped it up in chains
Coming in you, coming now, I'm washing out the stains
Put me in a straight jacket
Finger pointing blame happens
Trying to fan the flame
But it's pouring fucking rain
I'm rotten, baby so are you
I'm nauseous, sick and over you
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby I'm rotten
Start popping, fucking put me through
Chaotic the way you twist the truth
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby I'm rotten
Nicotine in my lungs and it's filling up with smoke
Body going numb and you beg me not to choke
Sex feel different with my hands around your throat
Sending late texts and it's murder that she wrote
Slow drip bleeding, Snow White creeping
Poison my soul now it's time to get even
Take a bite of the apple, see I'm rotten to the core
Take a bite of the apple I don't love you anymore
I'm rotten, baby so are you
I'm nauseous, sick and over you
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby I'm rotten
Start popping, fucking put me through
Chaotic the way you twist the truth
So toxic, why I can't stop this?
I'm rotten, baby, I'm rotten
(Baby, I'm rotten)
Credits
Writer(s): Brandyn Burnette, Paul Catalano, Lucas Sim, Arieh Berl
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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