Wish You Worse

If I would get a dollar

Every time I had a thought about you

I bet you'd think that I was rich

And have a spot with a view

Why the paintings of you hangin' up in all of the rooms

And to be honest I would only have a dollar or two

I won't pay any mind to somebody who just came around

And wasted my time and left running out the door

When you were finished

Getting everything you wanted

Would've maybe thought about you

Now the memory is haunted, so

Here's that song you always asked me to write (asked me to write)

I know it's not exactly what you had in your mind (what you had in your mind)

But it's the one that I wrote

And here's how it goes

Woah-oh-oh

I hopе you fall into a puddle of mud while wearing whitе

And next time you book a trip

You end up missing your flight

If you hit the lottery

I hope you lose your winning ticket

And you're sick the next time

That your family comes to visit

Hope your favorite artist finally has a show in your town

But when you go to buy admission they're already sold out

I hope you hear this song

Playing everywhere you go

I know you wish I thought about you

But I promise that I don't (don't-uh)

It's not that I don't want to but you did it to yourself

You have a habit of destroying everything that's going well

'Cause we were just fine

But then you took my heart and then you left it there

Lying on the shelf

If you got a dollar

Every time that you sucked

You'd probably be on the Forbes list with Elon Musk

You'd have a big ass mansion and a new Benz truck

Still wouldn't be enough to make me give a fuck

So here's that song you always asked me to write

I know it's not exactly what you had in your mind (had in mind)

But it's the one that I wrote

And here's how it goes

Woah-oh-oh

I hope you fall into a puddle of mud