Hot (without the T) Lyrics

I think you've become a photograph

And even though you wrote the epitaph

You're probably gonna vandalize my grave

So why don't you just throw rocks at my grave

Well, I guess I'll see you in two years

All these false truths and irrational fears

Well, I guess I'll see you in two years

If I'm the sinner, you must be Jesus Christ

Maybe someday I'll be a big rock star

And I'll be sittin' on my couch smokin' big fat cigars

But you, you'll still be playin' other guys

'Cause you think that you're Jesus Christ

No one wants a broken window

So instead throw rocks at my grave

Well, I guess I'll see you in two years

All these false truths and irrational fears

Well, I guess I'll see you in two years

If I'm the sinner, you must be Jesus Christ

Play the victim one more time

If I'm the sinner, you must be Jesus Christ

Play the victim one more time

My heart's in pieces

My skin is leather

You tore me apart but I was brought back together

I tried

I tried

I tried

I tried

But at the end of the day

I make songs

You make TikToks