Gaslight

I see it now

I'm getting it wrong

I don't know how

So I'm cutting you off

I'm sick of the shit that you're kicking around

Got better things to do than entertain you now

Ha ha ha

So what do you want?

What do you want from me?

Ya like talkin' tough

Ya like pointing fingers

You strut your stuff

So we sex up the drama

Gaslight it till we're poppin' off

You stomp on butterflies

To make yourself feel better

If you wanna criticize

Take a good look in the mirror

I see through your disguise

Maybe get your shit together

'Cause you're so desperate for attention

You'll do anything—and no one's impressed

I'm tired of these rumors that you're spreading around

I ain't got the time for this

So stop messin' around

So what do you want?

What do you want from me?

Ya like talkin' tough

Ya like pointing fingers

Well I call your bluff

Oh, the drama's so sexy

Gaslight it till we're poppin' off

Gaslight it

(Fuck around and find out)

Gaslight it

(Fuck around and find out)

You think you're so fucking tough?

Maybe you should keep your mouth shut, baby

I think we've all had enough

Nobody cares—nobody cares what you say

(Hey, hey) Ya like talkin' tough

(Hey, hey) Ya like pointing fingers

Well I call your bluff

Hey, hey 'Cause you can't keep your mouth shut

Oh, the drama's so sexy

Gaslight it till we're poppin' off