DIRTY LAUNDRY

I don't have to touch your dirty laundry
I don't have to make up any bed
I don't have to wonder what you're thinking
I don't have to fucking like your friends

I can dress the way I always wanted
I can be a freak and that's okay
I don't have to shy from confrontation
I don't have to watch the things I say

I don't have to be so damn submissive
I can finally cum the way I want
I don't need to ask for your permission
I can do the things I fucking love

I don't have to touch your dirty laundry
I don't have to wonder where you've been
I don't have to hear the explanations
I don't have to taste him on your skin

In the beginning it was pure magic
I was obsessed you were so attractive
Bump in my chest
I'd never seen anyone look so beautiful
But then it turned into a bad habit
One I can't quit
It was automatic
The moment you said it
I never seen tragedy look so beautiful
Oh, oh
So beautiful

I don't have to see from your perspective
Your manipulation at its best
I can finally get some validation
You were giving him much more than sex

I don't have to touch your dirty laundry
I don't have to watch you give it up
Why is it that men are so fragile?
When they hurt the things they love?
You were so quick to fuck it up

(Fuck it up, fuck it up)
So quick to fuck it up
(So, so quick, so, so quick)

In the beginning it was pure magic
I was obsessed you were so attractive
Bump in my chest
I'd never seen anyone look so beautiful
But then it turned into a bad habit
One I can't quit
It was automatic
The moment you said it
I never seen tragedy look so beautiful
Oh, oh
So beautiful