Buttercup

If the poison gets the best of us

Will you still be my buttercup?

You, you

If the roses say they want a war

I'll pick the petals right up off the floor

For you, for you

I was all alone back then

You was on your own back when

Nothing ever really changed

I was on my own back then

Everything I spoke was pain

You made me myself again, oh

Baby, why you trippin'?

White teeth, why you kissin'?

Too bad you're so difficult

But I find it beautiful

Ride my like a Harley

Playboy like she Carti

We're so far imperfect

It's a work in progress, oh-oh-oh-oh

If the poison gets the best of us

Will you still be my buttercup?

You, you

When the roses say they want a war

Pick the petals right up off the floor

For you, for you