Ride or Die

You brought me roses? I’ll let’em rot

Stitch your name in my skin with a blade and some thread

We’ll slow-dance, my darling, in barbed wire and gasoline

I’ll dig up your future and bury your past where it’s never seen

You didn’t cheat? Save your sob story!

I’ll turn your spine into my fuckin’ coatrack — glory

Fuck around, find out — I’ll redefine “ex”

Love you so hard, God’ll need therapy next

I’m your “forever,” your stitches, your curse

Your “ride or die” … but the car’s in reverse

Break my heart? I’ll break yours first

Paint the walls with your sorries in red

La-la-la

Pray I don’t un-alive your bed

Weekend fling? Let’s play morgue

I’ll make your mama wear your face like a mask for the ’gram

You’ll sleep in my trunk, dripping in oops

One wrong breath, and I’ll cancel your pulse like bad Wi-Fi

Oops

Honeymoon suite? I’ll embalm the view

Frost this cake with Xanax and glue

You’ll be my masterpiece — six feet in stilettos

“’Til death do us part”? Bitch, death’s just the start

Kiss me goodbye or kiss the reaper

Either way, baby, I’m your soul-keeper

Cross your heart? Hope to die?

I’ll “hell yes” to your funeral — cheap seats

La-la-la

Sleep with one eye open, sweet thing