Pluto

Is this the path where it goes bad as always?

And you say you don't want me

And burn down everything we built

Wake up in a dark place

You make my heart race

Confused, I can't tell what's fake and what is real, woah

Woah, I've been calling with no response

Treat me like I don't matter

I'm seeing all yo' patterns

What you say, girl? Stabs and burns

Your passive words hit me like a tragic curse

And afterwards, tend to make me act absurd

Oh my

I keep on drowning, falling, failing

Hell, it don't really get much worse than this

What did I do to deserve this shit?

Wanna treat you better

Every time you sever

You switch like pulling levers

Stab wounds, let them fester

Woah-oh

Uh-uh, uh-huh

Uh-uh, uh-huh

Woah, woah-oh (Uh-uh)

Woah, woah-oh (Uh-uh)

Woah, woah-oh (Uh-uh)

Uh, uh, uh