Текст песни
I'm so sick of your lies, called two, three, four times
Location turned off, these days gonna get rough
These days gonna get rough
These days gonna get rough
Don't hit my line, or, spill my wine
You've left your things, come get your ties
Come get your ties
Don't be surprised, when your house is gone
Don't be surprised, if I don't pick up
Don't be surprised when you're out of luck
Don't be surprised when I'm gone