Vroom Vroom

Sold my soul just for some fucking streams Yet somehow I feel even more empty Dressed up as my dad for Halloween Just to tell me, that I'm proud of me Scared to get cancelled, I don't know why I don't even have anything to hide And okay, I know, maybe that's a lie But some stuff should just never see the light Vroom, vroom I'm in me mom's car I'm on my way to break your heart 'Cause breaking you's my favorite part Yeah, breaking you's my favorite part Vroom, vroom Skirt across your yard I hope you like my tire marks And please give your dad my regards It's not his fault you have no heart Have you told your therapist about me Or are you still crying 'bout that last dweeb? I know you said he was your everything But when do you start crying about me? I think my dad hates me, I don't know why It's probably 'cause he found out I'm bi Dad, I'm not gay, I just like kissing guys It all tastes the same when you close your eyes Vroom, vroom I'm in me mom's car I'm on my way to break your heart 'Cause breaking you's my favorite part Yeah, breaking you's my favorite part Vroom, vroom Skirt across your yard I hope you like my tire marks And please give your dad my regards It's not his fault you have no heart No heart No heart No heart Are all these people here for me Or only for the songs I sing? 'Cause frankly, it's fucking draining Trying to please all of your needs Am I even someone to you Or just the soundtrack to your youth? I get it, I'll always feel used Guess I just expected more from you Vroom, vroom I'm in me mom's car I'm on my way to break your heart 'Cause breaking you's my favorite part Yeah, breaking you's my favorite part Vroom, vroom Skirt across your yard I hope you like my tire marks And please give your dad my regards It's not his fault you have no heart