Ow! (Splidao!) [I Like It, Though]

This encounter's a trap, and I don't even know where it's at I've seen self-sabotage one thousand times before Do you want me to go? Do you want me to go? 'Cause you keep calling back And I still have to bend the truth It's not worth upsetting you I've learned to be a shameless liar Such forceful accusations and violent conversations Help create a war that we keep fighting, 'Cause we're soldiers in disguise We're in disguise Adored by superficial Hollywood Natural feelings don't feel like they should A rotten punchline when the joke's no good And just when things start looking better I like to kick them to the side They say the grass is always greener Until I spray the pesticide So dysfunctional Do you want me to go? Do you want me to go? You keep coming back We're done I still have to bend the truth I'm sure it's upsetting you We breed a bunch of little liars She craves the contents of my loaded gun (Oh, Syrah) Squeeze out a round onto your eager tongue A gorgeous girl embracing womanhood I'm on a date with instant gratitude A good hard fuck should fix your attitude Caught in a romantic war, we keep on fighting 'Cause we're soldiers, yeah Big bad soldiers, yeah Fucking soldiers, soldiers in disguise We're in disguise Adored by superficial Hollywood Natural feelings don't feel like they should A rotten punchline when the joke's no good And just when things start looking better I like to kick you to the side They say the grass is always greener Until I spray the pesticide Syrah Syrah Syrah Syrah Syrah Syrah Syrah You're always looking back