You’ve got a lot to say about somebody you’ve never met
(Hey, hi, how you doin?)
Do I look like I’m some dressed up storefront mannequin?
(You’re right I don’t have feelings)
Bet you’d love it if I caved and fought back
Maybe then you’d get all you wanted
Hiding in your momma’s basement, it’s sad
Wouldn’t she be disappointed?
Who made you so cavalier? Go head stay inside
I’ll keep on living out here
Pay no mind to all your hot takes and your trivial shit
In the big picture it’s irrelevant
Hope your high horse throws you into a ditch
Yeah, I can forgive but karma never forgets Uh huh
Look, if I wanted to I could find a way to ruin your life
For good, drag your name through the dirt like you’ve been doing to mine
Damn it must be really lonely out there
Cause we know how misery loves company
Why don’t you say it to my face or are you scared?
Dude you need some fresh air
Who made you so cavalier? Go head stay inside
I’ll keep on living out here
Pay no mind to all your hot takes and your trivial shit
In the big picture it’s irrelevant
Hope your high horse throws you into a ditch
Yeah, I can forgive but karma never forgets
Uh huh, uh huh, uhuh, karma never forgets
Uh huh. Uh huh, uh huh
Who made you so cavalier? Go head stay inside
I’ll keep on living out here
Pay no mind to all your hot takes and your trivial shit
In the big picture it’s irrelevant
Hope your high horse throws you into a ditch
Yeah, I can forgive but karma never forgets
Yeah I can forgive but baby karma’s a bitch
Uh huh Uh huh, uh huh
Other lyrics by Taylor Acorn:
Applause
Everyone said you were bad news, I should have listened But instead I tried to fix you, fatal mistake Thought I’d be the one to see through all of the damage But …
Be Like You
Sitting on my parents carpet watching that old box TV Right in that second you sparked it, it’s like you were singing right to me Maybe I’d make some friends …
Birds Still Sing
Head on my pillow and they’re calling for rain It feels darker in here than it did yesterday There’s bones in the closet, they came out to play But I’m …
Blood On Your Hands
I’ve got the files And I’ve got the proof Got a chest and head full of wounds Only you, me, and God know the truth And we’re on to you ‘Cause what …
Cheap Dopamine
My Momma told me not to mix Feelings with negligence You’ll suffer the consequence by the time that they get too close I met you, I let it slide Threw my hands up …