fml u fucked me up
Hope you're happy with him, you didn't have to waste my time
I use to care so much and all you did was fuckin' lie
You couldn't change a single thing, didn't even think you'd try
Fucking hate you so much, you make me wanna throw up
You always piss me off like I'm a school shooter
Alone in the halls 'cause I'm a fuckin' loser
I'm glad we met but I'm glad we're over
I've been fucked up since last October
You fucked me up, you fucked me up
You fucked me, you fucked me up
You fucked me up, you fucked me up
You fucked me, you fucked me up
You fucked me up, you fucked me up
You fucked me, you fucked me up
You fucked me up, you fucked me up
You fucked me, you fucked me up
I've been feeling like shit, I've been stuck in my bed
I can't get those memories out my fucking head
Don't wanna see your face, I'd rather see you dead
I'd rather see you dead, I'd rather be instead
I'd rather be dead, I ain't got no reason
It's not my fault, blame it on the season
Fuck the love letters inside my backpack
Did you really think I wanted you back?
You fucked me up, you fucked me up
You fucked me, you fucked me up
You fucked me up, you fucked me up
You fucked me, you fucked me up
You fucked me up, you fucked me up
You fucked me, you fucked me up
You fucked me up, you fucked me up
You fucked me, you fucked me up
me arruinaste
Espero que estés feliz con él, no tenías que perder mi tiempo
Solía importarme tanto y lo único que hiciste fue mentir
No pudiste cambiar ni una sola cosa, ni siquiera pensé que lo intentarías
Te odio tanto, me haces querer vomitar
Siempre me enojas como si fuera un tirador escolar
Solo en los pasillos porque soy un maldito perdedor
Me alegra que nos conocimos, pero me alegra que se acabó
He estado jodido desde octubre pasado
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me he sentido de la chingada, he estado atrapado en mi cama
No puedo sacar esos recuerdos de mi maldita cabeza
No quiero ver tu cara, preferiría verte muerta
Preferiría verte muerta, preferiría estar en su lugar
Preferiría estar muerto, no tengo razón
No es mi culpa, échale la culpa a la temporada
Que se jodan las cartas de amor dentro de mi mochila
¿De verdad pensaste que quería que volvieras?
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste
Me arruinaste, me arruinaste