I re-wrote 7 rings to be more accurate

[Verse 1]
Crying at Wendy’s and bottles of regret
Girls wearing heelies are keeping me in check
Breakfast burritos and shoes without strings
Buy myself all of my favorite things
Been through some bad stuff I should be a sad girl
And yes I definitely am a sad girl
Rather be tied up with tears and not strings
Write my own checks but they bounce every time

[Chorus]
My back is hurtin’, my neck is rusty
Make no deposits, my gloss is crusty
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, I just cut it
From my mental breakdown, the fifth one this week
I want it, I don’t got it, I want it, I don’t got it
I want it, I don’t got it, I want it, don’t got it
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, I just cut it
From my mental breakdown, the fifth one this week

[Verse 2]
Wearing a ring, but ain’t gon’ be no “Mrs.”
Single forever, I ain’t getting kisses
I wish I could spoil my friends with my riches
But my student loans have got me by the britches

[Chorus]
My smile is beaming, my acne is gleaming
The way it shines, I know you’ve seen it
I bought a crib just for my dogs
Just kidding I can’t afford that but I really love my dogs
I want it, I don’t got it, I want it, I don’t got it
I want it, I don’t got it, I want it, don’t got it
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, I just cut it
From my mental breakdown, the fifth one this week
I want it, I don’t got it, I want it, I don’t got it
I want it, I don’t got it, I want it, don’t got it
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, I just cut it
From my mental breakdown, the fifth one this week