Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ex Ømerta
Ex Ømerta
Performer
Scotte Beattie
Scotte Beattie
Lead Vocals
Dale McIntyre
Dale McIntyre
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scotte Beattie
Scotte Beattie
Songwriter
Dale McIntyre
Dale McIntyre
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ska D. Beatz
Ska D. Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

Fuck off I can't believe that I thought this was love You're cut off I don't need another reason (Sometimes love can be a real good thing, Sometimes love can be a real bad thing too) You can't hold your liquor at my family dinners And that wouldn't be so bad If you didn't shit talk my mom Go out for sushi and you ask for chicken fingers Don't even lift your elbow to your face When you cough I can't stand your friends when I'm sober And I can't stand you If I'm telling the truth So don't cry to me when it's over I've seen the messages you've been sending To other people So fuck off I can't believe that I thought this was love You're cut off I don't need another reason Fuck off, fuck off Fuck off, fuck off And I'm keeping the dog Your self care is like a day job Don't ever think anything is your fault You always complain your life is so hard Then block accessibility spots with your car Don't tell me Matthew Perry was the best friend Your convinced that vaccination's Population control Maybe next time when you're at your ex's condo, You might want to turn the GPS off On your phone So fuck off I can't believe that I thought this was love You're cut off I don't need another reason Fuck off, fuck off Fuck off, fuck off You're out at night and you don't return my calls Don't got a broken heart Don't got a broken heart When you stumble home you'll find your shit out on the lawn, I've finally had enough I've finally had enough So fuck off I can't believe that I thought this was love You're cut off I packed your bags Darling you're leaving So fuck off I can't believe that I thought this was love You're cut off I don't need another reason Fuck off I can't believe that I thought this was love You're cut off I packed your bags darling you're leaving Fuck off, fuck off Fuck off, fuck off Fuck off, fuck off Fuck off, fuck off And I'm keeping the dog
Writer(s): Dale Mcintyre, Scotte Beattie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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