Anyway, a vile infamous unworthy whore
Make yourself disappear and don't even show up in a photo
Because where the f*ck are you?
I swear, but I don't give a f*ck
You got the hate you spread, I spit in your face
These women aren't magic
They can fake crying too
Don't be sadistic if your pussy's fragile
Don't think you're important, b*tch, cumming's easy
I shed tears I could've used for something else
But I know you wanna die f*cking too
Die of a heart attack, a gram on her ass
You act like a b*tch in public 'cause you know I won't slap you
That wet pussy of yours looks like a trap
And I'm easy prey late at night
And deep down you really never changed
You never accepted that you're a slut
I think with my d*ck, maybe it's my age
You put your heart into it but only in chat
When I jerk off I still think of you
Because you don't forget a whore like that
First you suck my d*ck then you break my heart
Do you want me to call you slut or call you love?
You took off the feelings before the clothes
This relationship was born from a f*ck
First you suck my d*ck then you break my heart
Do you want me to call you slut or call you love?
You took off the feelings before the clothes
You're just a whore without a pimp
I only loved you when you gave me your ass
Because I knew I was the first to enter that hole
And I feel just like my d*ck, I swear
Meaning that in this place I'm tight and in the dark
She acts like a b*tch but Silent counts to six
Looking back I'd give you that punch now
You say you only do certain things with Bombay
But if you turn into a whore it's 'cause you're partly one
When I come see you, I come and go
I've never really been a gentleman
You wanted to see me in pieces, so you left me
But I'll miss your blowjobs more than anything else
Maybe it's better for us to just f*ck
Because if you try to hug me I get nauseous
Sorry I lost control, don't sue me
Let's slap each other without taking a break
First you suck my d*ck then you break my heart
Do you want me to call you slut or call you love?
You took off the feelings before the clothes
This relationship was born from a f*ck
First you suck my d*ck then you break my heart
Do you want me to call you slut or call you love?
You took off the feelings before the clothes
You're just a whore without a pimp