Letras
Yeah she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me
I know we don't have any ties But the thought of you is tied around my neck and I know you know that
Your lipstick kiss is on my mirror, and your clothes are on my bed
You stay in my head like a cigarette
I shoulda listened to everything you said
Yeah she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me
Yeah you ain't as smart as you think Cause I see right through those lips, baby
I know you think about me too but you're stuck in something new
And I fucking hate that dude
And I fucking hate that dude
And I fucking hate that dude
Yeah she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me
Yeah you ain't as smart as you think Cause I see right through those lips, baby
See right through those lips
See right through those lips
Yeah she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me
Yeah you ain't as smart as you think Cause I see right through those lips, baby
Yeah she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me
Yeah you ain't as smart as you think Cause I see right through those lips, baby
Yeah she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me
Yeah you ain't as smart as you think Cause I see right through those lips
Yeah I see right through those lips
Cause I see right through those lips baby