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Tool
Pop
Tool was released on March 13, 2025 by Bard as a part of the album Too Sweet
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Release DateMarch 13, 2025
LabelBard
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM179

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bard
Bard
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George E. Peck
George E. Peck
Songwriter

Lyrics

"Ring ring" goes your
telephone.
You text back, but your
brain's not at home.
You answer back when I
ask you where it's at then go the
bathroom and send a bad
pic over Snapchat.
So now I don't give a
fuck about you, whilst you're
twiddling your thumbs like you
haven't got a clue.
Aww boo hoo!
Miss your momma do
you? Maybe you should've
seen her when you was supposed too(l).
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la
I wake up looking
back in time,
I look and you're already
bright and bushy eyed.
Giggling and messaging
with a mate, when it
turns out when you're working late you're
actually out on a date.
So now I don't give a
fuck about you, whilst you're
sneaking 'round to jerk off over
texts while I'm sleeping boo.
But I'm the fool cause you're
reminiscing too and you were
talking 'bout the night before and
how you came to mine with him in you.
La la la la la la la
(You're just a broken) La la la la la la la la
(tool.) La la la la la la la la
(You're gonna call me) La la la la la la la la
(cruel.) La la la la la la la la
(You're just a broken) La la la la la la la la
(tool.) La la la la la la la la
(You're gonna call me cruel.) La la la la la
Your mate's got a new
date and they're coming 'round
late, you keep reminding me I've
gotta get up early.
While I'm sleeping you're a
threesome, woke up staring at the
ceiling, stranger's music reconnecting
to my wi-fi.
So now I don't give a
fuck about you, while you're
at the sauna looking for
attention in the swing boo.
Learned it from daddy did
you? He was a cheater too, so
move your ugly to the glory
booth 'cause no one wants to fuck you.
La la la la la la la
(You're just a broken) La la la la la la la la
(tool.) La la la la la la la la
(You're gonna call me) La la la la la la la la
(cruel.) La la la la la la la la
(You're just a broken) La la la la la la la la
(tool.) La la la la la la la la
(You're gonna call me cruel.) La la la la la
"Ring ring" goes your
telephone.
You text back, but your
brain's not at home.
You answer back when I
ask you where it's at then go the
bathroom and send a bad
pic over Snapchat.
So now I don't give a
fuck about you, whilst you're
twiddling your thumbs like you
haven't got a clue.
Oh boo hoo!
Miss your momma do
you? Maybe you should've
seen her when you was supposed too(l).
Written by: George E. Peck
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