LUCKY GIRL SYNDROME

U DONT NEED ME, AHH
THERE'S NO NEED 2 FRONT
& I'VE BEEN SCREAMING OUT
4 ANOTHER ONE

Ok, fuck it, make it worse
Stick shift put it in reverse
How am i gon' tell u sum different
If ur gonna start shit first

Hop on this shit, don't rehearse
Some words u can't just take back
Give me mini heart attacks
U love provoking a reaction
Im like...

Ok, fuck it make it worse, huh
I shouldn't be this involved
Head bent, running laps, yea
Every time u never called
Would u ever bother calling?
How do u feel when u fall?

Shit, it's getting hot in here
I might remove all my clothes
How u gonna follow the bag
Despite what u say u fold
Grasping straws been getting old

I just can't stand that eye-for-eye, huh
Stomach feel sick, i've been getting too high

Damn (x4)
Been drowning in doubt
No ifs, ands, or buts
Just by looking at me u leave cuts, ugh
Can't aptly describe the feeling i get in my gut
I try not to care and every time i just combust