So what do I get
For everything you did?
For all the things I've been?
No one wins!
So look at my neck
I bought a chain I guess
I thought about you less
I made it worse
Yeah, I know you're an artist
And you think I'm the worst
I swear to God, I swear to God, baby, I felt it first
And now it's so sad to think about how we had our fun
But now it's done
So look at all this
That you left for me
Your book and your jeans
Your delivery weed
Yeah, I know you're an artist
And you think I'm the worst
I swear to God, I swear to God, baby, I felt it first
And now it's so sad to think about how we had our fun
But now it's done
