bitter friend
On my own, all alone, don't need anyone
Since every friend finds a new way to disappoint
Not sure if I've become, bitter to the core
Or gotten cold from the snow, fuck if I know
You're dead to me, you get me?
And you can say that I'm a bitter friend
Thought I had better friends
You're dead to me, you get me?
So let me type up any loose ends, by telling you again
You're all dead to me
Motherfuckers, I don't owe any apologies
I'm just being real
I don't care how you feel
Keep saying that you're sorry, I'm not listening
All you do is just talking and talking
So fuck it
What does it matter if I am the subject?
You're just talking, talking, talking
And then you're acting like the drama isn't what you wanted
Rah
On my own, all alone, don't need anyone
Since every friend finds a new way to disappoint
Not sure if I've become, bitter to the core
Or gotten cold from the snow, fuck if I know
You're dead to me, you get me?
And you can say that I'm a bitter friend
Thought I had better friends
You're all dead to me (you're all dead to me, you're all dead)
You get me?
All you do is just talking and talking and talking
So fuck it
What does it matter if I am the subject?
You're just talking, talking, talking
And then you're acting like the drama isn't what you wanted
So fuck it
Since every friend finds a new way to disappoint
Not sure if I've become, bitter to the core
Or gotten cold from the snow, fuck if I know
You're dead to me, you get me?
And you can say that I'm a bitter friend
Thought I had better friends
You're dead to me, you get me?
So let me type up any loose ends, by telling you again
You're all dead to me
Motherfuckers, I don't owe any apologies
I'm just being real
I don't care how you feel
Keep saying that you're sorry, I'm not listening
All you do is just talking and talking
So fuck it
What does it matter if I am the subject?
You're just talking, talking, talking
And then you're acting like the drama isn't what you wanted
Rah
On my own, all alone, don't need anyone
Since every friend finds a new way to disappoint
Not sure if I've become, bitter to the core
Or gotten cold from the snow, fuck if I know
You're dead to me, you get me?
And you can say that I'm a bitter friend
Thought I had better friends
You're all dead to me (you're all dead to me, you're all dead)
You get me?
All you do is just talking and talking and talking
So fuck it
What does it matter if I am the subject?
You're just talking, talking, talking
And then you're acting like the drama isn't what you wanted
So fuck it
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