Up Yours
Up Yours!
So you caught him red handed
Found him in bed with
Someone random
Again
You're calling me to vent
Barely got tears left
but whatdya expect
From him
Don't wanna tell you what to do
But he ain't good enough for you, so
Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You don't gotta put up with his shit no more
I'll pack the bags, you hold that door
If you want a better boyfriend, give up yours
He doesn't know your birthday
Takes you on a cheap date
Calls you by the wrong name
Sometimes
But we could be a good thing
Get a couple gold rings
Baby what do you think?
'Cause I
Could be the one that you deserve
But you just gotta dump him first, so
Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You don't gotta put up with his shit no more
I'll pack the bags, you hold the door
If you want a better boyfriend, give up yours
Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You deserve better than the bathroom floor
Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You don't gotta put up with his shit no more
I'll pack the bags, you hold the door
If you want a better boyfriend, give up
and Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You don't gotta put up with his shit no more
I'll pack the bags, you hold the door
If you want a better boyfriend, give up yours
(If you want a better boyfriend, give up)
If you want a better boyfriend, give up yours
So you caught him red handed
Found him in bed with
Someone random
Again
You're calling me to vent
Barely got tears left
but whatdya expect
From him
Don't wanna tell you what to do
But he ain't good enough for you, so
Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You don't gotta put up with his shit no more
I'll pack the bags, you hold that door
If you want a better boyfriend, give up yours
He doesn't know your birthday
Takes you on a cheap date
Calls you by the wrong name
Sometimes
But we could be a good thing
Get a couple gold rings
Baby what do you think?
'Cause I
Could be the one that you deserve
But you just gotta dump him first, so
Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You don't gotta put up with his shit no more
I'll pack the bags, you hold the door
If you want a better boyfriend, give up yours
Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You deserve better than the bathroom floor
Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You don't gotta put up with his shit no more
I'll pack the bags, you hold the door
If you want a better boyfriend, give up
and Go and tell that cheater "up yours"
You don't gotta put up with his shit no more
I'll pack the bags, you hold the door
If you want a better boyfriend, give up yours
(If you want a better boyfriend, give up)
If you want a better boyfriend, give up yours
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Boey, Nell Maynard, Steven James Schmitt
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