You’re a sad little bastard

But at least you look happy in your pictures

I mean you almost tricked me into thinking that I actually missed ya

It must be shit not liking yourself

But at least you get likes on your Insta

And have you seen the state of your new boyfriend mate, what ever you’re into

Honestly you think that you’re funny?

Think that you’re bad cause he’s got a bit of money

Tell him when I see him mush he better start running

And why you writing status’s about me you little muppet

Tryna take me for a clown, settle down

All the pictures on your instagram, take them down

Tyna get some clout, all your stories telling lies

Well in that case tell your mum that her Sunday dinners are shite

I’ve had enough, you’ve had too much

You just take and take, If I was getting checked by this by mate I’d break his face

But I try and keep it cool for the baby's sake

But if your boyfriend wants it love tell him name a place

You tell him that you hate me

You say you never loved me

But I dont think you can hate me if you never loved me

We went from lovey dovey to a should of would of could be, could be, could be

You’re a sad little bastard

But at least you look happy in your pictures

I mean you almost tricked me into thinking that I actually missed ya

It must be shit not liking yourself

But at least you get likes on your insta

You’re a sad little bastard

You’re a sad little bastard

You’re a sad little bastard