[Intro]
Hunny thousand dollars in my-
[Pre-Chorus]
I couldn't be, I couldn't myself because
'Cause you didn't want me to
I'm sorry (I'm sorry)
I couldn't see, I couldn't see myself above
'Cause you didn't want me to
[Chorus]
I couldn't really, really, really be my best self, could I? Should I?
(Fuck is wrong wit' you?)
You never really, really wanted me to get help, could I? Should I?
(Fuck is wrong wit' you?)
I couldn't really, really-
[Verse]
Bechdel, bechdel, couldn't pass it like a red shell
Knocked out, your heaven was the best hell
Got lucky, three 7s in a hotel, no room just to get back at you
Just get myself back, back in the mood, mood ring
Matte black, B. Fraser out the tomb
Too quick now, I'm back in the sun
And I could do what I want, yeah, I could do what I want
And they always wanna unpack feelings
Make good when you're on the way up (Way up, up, up)
And they always wanna come back
Typing up books like you gonna stay up
[Pre-Chorus]
I couldn't be, I couldn't myself because
'Cause you didn't want me to (You didn't want me to)
I'm sorry (I'm sorry)
I couldn't see, I couldn't see myself above (Couldn't see myself above)
'Cause you didn't want me to
[Chorus]
I couldn't really, really, really be my best self, could I? (Oh) Should I?
(Fuck is wrong wit' you?)
You never really, really wanted me to get help, could I? (Oh) Should I?
(Fuck is wrong wit' you?)
I couldn't really, really
[Outro]
Hunny thousand dollars in my- hunny dollars in my- (Back pocket, back, back)
Hunny thousand dollars in my- hunny dollars in my- (Back pocket, back, back)
Hunny thousand dollars in my- hunny dollars in my back pocket, back-
Hunny thousand dollars in my- hunny dollars in my (Back pocket, back, back)