Used Up

[Hook]
Goth bitches, red roses, and they trynna bite back
Never put in effort if I know I’m gonna pipe that
If she bringing friends we ain’t fucking with no rug rats
I ain’t got no beef always have the last laugh
Goth bitches, red roses, and they trynna bite back
Never put in effort if I know I’m gonna pipe that
If she bringing friends we ain’t fucking with no rug rats
I ain’t got no beef always have the last laugh

[Bridge]
Can’t help
If my
Time is
Used up
By you

[Pre Chorus]
Tired of being used up, used up, used up
Say you want it caught your bluff, caught your bluff
It ain’t adding up
If I’m in your trap you won’t let me out
You’re wrapped around my finger
I can’t, I can’t lose you now

[Verse]
Pouring out my hеart you say that you hate me
I don’t understand why a bitch wanna savе me
Killing my feelings I know that I’m crazy
Pulling down the trigger ain’t using no safety
Tired of this shit I had to let it go
Same day, I overthink, but I’ll, but I’ll let you know
Gambling with my feelings from the start
Should’ve seen it but I lost
Time is precious what’s the cost
Had these feelings but we fought
Guess I’m the villain gonna get rich
Think you the goat but never on this
Saying these lies thinking you honest
Me & outsiderX gonna kill ‘em it’s promised

[Pre Chorus]
Tired of being used up, used up, used up
Say you want it caught your bluff, caught your bluff
It ain’t adding up
If I’m in your trap you won’t let me out
You’re wrapped around my finger
I can’t, I can’t lose you now
Tired of being used up, used up, used up
Say you want it caught your bluff, caught your bluff
It ain’t adding up
If I’m in your trap you won’t let me out
You’re wrapped around my finger
I can’t, I can’t lose you now

[Bridge]
Can’t help
If I’m
Used up
By you
Can’t, Can’t help
If I’m
Used up
By you

[Pre Chorus]
Tired of being used up, used up, used up
Say you want it caught your bluff, caught your bluff
It ain’t adding up
If I’m in your trap you won’t let me out
You’re wrapped around my finger
I can’t, I can’t lose you now

[Hook]
Goth bitches, red roses, and they trynna bite back
Never put in effort if I know I’m gonna pipe that
If she bringing friends we ain’t fucking with no rug rats
I ain’t got no beef always have the last laugh