Tequila in My Room

There's tequila in my room

Don't got nothin' left to prove

To someone who would lie, cheat, then cry

To someone who would then ask me why

Everything's f**ked up

Well f**k this

And f**k you

Insecure, narcissistic, and twisted

But what's new

I don't care for fussin'

Bouta leave this function

Bouta pour me somethin' to feel nothin

And there's tequila in my room

I can't fix your daddy issues

I know you think that weed you smoke does

But that red in your eyes

Is your anger inside

Cuz you're sick of tryna prove you're a man

Isn't that why you had a son the first chance you had?

Just admit it

You're f**ked up

So keep on doin' your drugs

And chasin' girls who don't love you

Cuz there's tequila in my room

Don't got nothin' left to prove

To someone who would lie, cheat, then cry

To someone who would then ask me why

Everything's f**ked up

Well f**k this

And f**k you

Insecure, narcissistic, and twisted

But what's new

I don't care for fussin'

Bouta leave this function

Bouta pour me somethin' to feel nothin'

And there's tequila in my room

I'm probably on my 6th shot by now

I've had a 6th sense for a while

I'm finally hip to all your bulls**t

Ain't no more excuses

No more askin' how could you do this

Cuz you do this s**t to everybody

So sorry won't fix this pain

You don't mean it anyway

So I ain't gotta explain why

There's tequila in my room

Don't got nothin left to prove

To someone who would lie, cheat, then cry

To someone who would then ask me why

Everything's f**ked up

Well f**k this

And f**k you

Insecure, narcissistic, and twisted