stitches ft. texter Lyrics

Trip me up, trip me, you trick me, you're a phony

Chew me up, chew me like a piece of your bologna

I know you don't mean well, don't mean well

You don't

I'm sorry you don't know what

You don't know what's best for me

I'm going back to sleep, babe

Please do not message me

I'm sorry you don't know what

You don't know what's best for me

I won't be hanging onto

What you choose to call me

I'm sorry you don't know what

You don't know what's best for me

I won't be hanging until the end of tonight

Stitch me up like one of your cloth dolls

Use me to fulfill your fantasy

Nothing more, I guess I'm not worth much to you, to you so

Fuck you and all the lies you fed me

By the spoon, I'm spinning 'til I puke

Fuck you and all the lies you fed me

By the spoon, I'm spinning 'til I puke, yeah

That's cute, but you shouldn't really try me

You're on mute, if you try my shoulder icy

You fucked up, couldn't pick a better timing

Cross one line change my name go into hiding

Chew me up, spit me out like i'm 5gum

Build it up, wait it out 'til the time comes

Cut you off, disappear, when the suns down

Quit my job, take the dogs, turn my life around, around, around

I'm sorry you don't know what

You don't know what's best for me

I won't be hanging onto

What you choose to call me

I'm sorry you don't know what

You don't know what's best for me

I won't be hanging until the end of tonight

I'm sorry you don't know what

You don't know what's best for me

I won't be hanging onto

What you choose to call me

I'm sorry you don't know what

You don't know what's best for me

I won't be hanging until the end of tonight