Yeah… feel like I wanna put some uh
Beyoncé shit in this…
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh nana
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh nana
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh nana
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh nana

Deaf lugs on the right, blind bat to the left
I can't be that ugly cause I get a lot of sex
I'm a freak show but I do not wear a wig
Fuck like a dog on heat, eat like a pig
Like the heat on my skin
I've been cold for so many years
Smiles, I'm sad, billion fears within
I can't look him in the eye, ‘cause it's not his fault
If I'd put more of a front on, maybe I'da had him shock

How could you turn me away?
Think it was something I said
Baby, I'm not bitter
But I do think that you're stupid
Baby, I'm not bitter
But I do think that you got this one wrong

Am I meant to have a sob history?
‘Cause mines more of a sick joke
Would you like the shorter version til that makes you choke
I'm more real than all these pussies combined
I'm a million steps ahead, you're a scadillion steps behind

How could you turn me away?
Think it was something I said
Baby, I'm not bitter
But I do think that you're stupid
Baby, I'm not bitter
But I do think that you got this one wrong
Baby, I'm not bitter
Baby, I'm not bitter
Baby, I'm not bitter
Baby, I'm not bitter
Baby, I'm not bitter
Baby, I'm not bitter
Baby, I'm not bitter
But I do think that you got this one wrong

How could you turn me away?
Think it was something I said
Baby, I'm not bitter
But I do think that you're stupid
Baby, I'm not bitter
But I do think that you got this one wrong
I think that you got this one wrong
Oh baby I think that you got this one wrong
Oh I think that you got this one wrong
Yeah, you got this one wrong

(Music By James Arthur Band)