jenga Lyrics

Let me talk about some issues

Living with em for a while

Your toxic misuse of what it means to wear a smile

Running out of options

You're not subtle, girl I got it

Can't put you to bed

Singing lullabies, you're dead

You made your bed

And you fucked it up too

Screw you and your lack of tattoos

Cat food

And issues

I got dreams to pursue

Happy you finally withdrew

Liars get caught up

Cheaters don't profit

Your parents raised you to be a bigot Polly Pocket

Liars get caught up

Cheaters don't profit

Your parents raised you to be a bigot Polly Pocket

Don't let the door hit you

Where the goddess split you, no

I'm at your funeral

Death kiss

Candle vigil, no

Me and my pals are sexy

Grinch ass wanna fucking test me

College friends will forget you

You're built just like Cindy Lou Who

Put miles on that fucking car

I'm still be a motherfuckin' star

(AAAAAA)

Coming back just to bite you

Wrote this song just to spite you

Don't you think that's a bit rude?

Your boyfriend don't even like you

Hah, damn

Babygirl you're history

Can't purse your lips without a tongue to speak cuz'

Liars get caught up, cheaters don't profit

Your parents raised you to be a bigot Polly pocket

Liars get caught up, cheaters don't profit

Your parents raised you to be a bigot Polly pocket

Don't let the door hit you

Where the goddess split you, no

I'm at your funeral

Death kiss

Candle vigil, no