Miss Medusa Lyrics

I gave my heart to you, you left me all alone

Oh, Miss Medusa, you turned my heart to stone

I'm sitting waiting for a text why don't you call my phone

I wear my heart upon my sleeve my scars forever shown

I know I'm childish with my ways but it take time to grow

I know I'm stuck up in my ways so love I'll never know

I wrote this song at five AM cause time was moving slow

You so demonic with your ways but yet your beautiful

I put my heart within your hands but it's not suitable

I wish my heart inside my chest is was Removable

The odds was never in our favor I'm delusional

The biggest hearts they hurt the most it's just the usual

Oh miss Medusa oh miss Medusa

Yeah I see you in my dreams like Freddy Kruger

Oh miss Medusa oh miss Medusa

The finer things in your pockets, they don't seducer her

I gave my heart to you, you left me all alone

Oh, miss Medusa, you turned my heart to stone

I'm sitting waiting for a text why don't you call my phone

I wear my heart upon my sleeve my scars forever shown

Ain't got no love to give, heartbreaks all ever known

I don't deserve to be loved thats what I'm always told

This heart I have is now forever cold

This path I walk is just a lonely road

Heart been getting colder, heavy chip on my shoulder

Burdens that I carry with my heart don't wanna be sober

Oh Miss Medusa I just need some closure

Just give me your hand and I'm going to love you like I'm posed to

Karma came back hunting for my head because I owed her

I ain't stand in business bout her child it goes to show you

You don't get a second chance at love once you done fucked up

Before you realize your karma done came and snuck up

Oh miss Medusa oh miss Medusa

Yeah I see you in my dreams like Freddy Kruger

Oh miss Medusa oh miss Medusa

The finer things in your pockets, they don't seducer her

I gave my heart to you, you left me all alone

Oh, Miss Medusa, you turned my heart to stone

I'm sitting waiting for a text why don't you call my phone

I wear my heart upon my sleeve my scars forever shown

Oh miss Medusa oh miss Medusa

Yeah I see you in my dreams like Freddy Kruger

Oh miss Medusa oh miss Medusa

The finer things in your pockets, they don't seducer her