Little Bit of Hell (Live in New York)

Hope I see you in a coffee shop with some girl on your arm
Hope you're buying her a mocha with your heavy platinum AMEX card
I hope that the barista loudly says "it's overdrawn"
On an awkward car ride home, I hope your tire light comes on

Six months ago you took my heart and ripped it out my chest
So forgive me if I don't wish you the best, no

I'll move on but not without some justice
It feels wrong that you got off untouched and
One day I just might mean it when I say I wish you well
But first I hope you go through just a little bit of hell

Hope you meet yourself a model hope she's tall and tan and blonde
Hope she's quiet and aloof I hope she's everything I'm not
Hope you finally found perfection wanna get down on one knee
But she puts you in the friend zone says her type starts at six feet
Sorry

Six months ago you took my heart and ripped it out my chest
So forgive me if I don't wish you the best, no

I'll move on but not without some justice
It feels wrong that you got off untouched and
One day I just might mean it when I say I wish you well
But first I hope you go through just a little bit of hell, no

Oh hell no, you don't get to go
Hell no

You don't get to walk away
You don't to go unscathed
You break it, you buy it, baby
You break it, you buy it, baby
You don't get to walk away
You don't to go unscathed
You break it, you buy it, baby
You break it, you buy it, baby

I'll move on but not without some justice
It feels wrong that you got off untouched and
One day I just might mean it when I say I wish you well
But first I hope you go through just a little bit of hell, no

Oh hell no, you can't have it all
Hell no
Oh hell no, you don't get to go, yeah
Little bit of hell, no



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Writer(s): Emma Kleinberg, Molly Grace
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