Letra

White lies You love to spin 'em Eat that shit for dinner every night Just like you love those white lines Baby, you're bitter Paint me like the sinner every time If you can't take the heat Get the fuck out the kitchen I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscing Say it's on me but I ain't finna listen You turned into a ghost Out with your friends so I'm at a party 2:00 a.m. sins, mix 'em up with BACARDÍ Never said you're sorry Fucked her in the 'Rari, oh Look who's crying now Tables turned around You didn't give a fuck When it was my heart on the ground But now you're on your knees While I'm wrapped in his sheets Yeah, karma's a bitch but she ain't got nothing on me Look who's crying now No fun Oh, how ironic You can't stand when I'm holding the gun But baby, you drew first blood The way you cursed us and then you had the nerve to call it love If you can't take the heat Get the fuck out the kitchen I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscing Say it's on me but I ain't finna listen You turned into a ghost Out with your friends so I'm at a party 2:00 a.m. sins, mix 'em up with BACARDÍ Never said you're sorry Fucked her in the 'Rari, oh Look who's crying now Tables turned around You didn't give a fuck When it was my heart on the ground But now you're on your knees While I'm wrapped in his sheets Yeah, karma's a bitch but she ain't got nothing on me Look who's cryin' now Look who's cryin' now Yeah, I said look who's cryin' now Look who's cryin' now Look who's cryin' now
Writer(s): Daniel Mijo Majic, Madison Yanofsky, Kyle Buckley, Jess Murph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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