Godlike Complex Lyrics

I'll always question your high IQ

You never could read the room

And when shit got bad well you couldn't have that

But you also couldn't let it get to you

You double crossing no good son of a gun

You've got a shit talk mouth and you really need a haircut

I realized just right now you love your stupid self more than anyone else

Hey it's a good thing you never let me drive

'Cause you'd be dead boy you're lucky you're alive

You better pray that your new guy doesn't know why I died

Hey it's a good thing you never call me back

'Cause baby baby I'll give you a heart attack

I hope that you prepared your brand new boy

For the man with the big head and the godlike complex

I bet you wonder what I'm up to

Or maybe you never do

'Cause back when we were something more than nothing

You never did care to

And my momma and her best friends know about you

The hot gos "oh my god he did that you"

Woah you bet your ass it's true

I started every single rumor 'bout you

You double punching asshole hope that you're glad

You turned out to be nothing far from your dad

Wake up get up you're on the air

No sleep honey 'til you learn how to care

Hey it's a good thing you never let me drive

'Cause you'd be dead boy you're lucky you're alive

You better pray that your new guy doesn't know why I died

Hey it's a good thing you never call me back

'Cause baby baby I'll give you a heart attack

I hope that you prepared your brand new boy

For the man with the big head and the godlike complex

Sure it took some time

But now I realize

This song is but a waste of my time

And maybe someday I'll realize

You're not such a bad guy

I'll grow up I'll move on

Forget this song

But why should I forget

Why should I forgive

You know damn well what you did

I can't forget this

So play your ace

Play the blame game

I don't expect you to remember my birthday

Or I don't know the countless times you showed up

Uninvited in my driveway but no I'm clingy I misinferred

I should've known better

Hey it's a good thing you never let me drive

'Cause you'd be dead boy you're lucky you're alive

You better pray that your new guy doesn't know why I died

Hey it's a good thing you never call me back

'Cause baby baby I'll give you a heart attack

I hope that you prepared your brand new boy

For the man with the big head and the godlike complex

Hey it's a good thing you never let me in

'Cause anything further from this you'd be a dead man

You better pray that your new guy doesn't find out why

Hey this is good I'll go out on a limb and say

Do what you want 'cause now I see through your shit

I hope that you prepared your brand new toy for the narcissist

With the godlike complex

With the godlike complex

With the godlike complex

With the godlike complex

You know what you did with that godlike complex