You were caught in a lie, said it with your eyes
Said to all my homies that you weren't even mine
You didn't think twice, got a heart made of ice
And that sh- hit me, did me dirty
I never asked why, and I never did cry
I never told another how I felt inside
Demons don't hide when I'm dreaming at night
And I won't mislead you, you'll miss me
'Cause I don't give a f- about you no more
Give me back my hoodies or I'm kicking down doors
You weren't even pretty, looking back and I'm sure
You still miss me, that's so funny
I don't give a f- about you, you swore
You would never talk about me before, you lied
Looking filthy in your ugly jean shorts
You still kissed me, now sh- history
I don't mind if we speak again
I don't wanna be cool I don't wanna be friends
Leave me half alive, on my homies, you was flirty
Fill me up with lies and you did me so dirty
'Cause I don't give a f- about you no more
Left me bleeding with my heart on the floor
You were never really mine, I was never really yours
You're the demon on my shoulder I'm just trying to ignore
And I don't give a sh- about your fake a- friends
Hollywood Hills, where we play pretend
I don't wanna say I'm sorry, I don't wanna make amends
I would never make a mistake like you again
'Cause I don't give a f- about you no more
Give me back my hoodies or I'm kicking down doors
You weren't even pretty, looking back and I'm sure
You still miss me, that's so funny
I don't give a f- about you, you swore
You would never talk about me before, you lied
Looking filthy in your ugly jean shorts
You still kissed me, now sh- history
Regardless your so heartless
Led my heart into your darkness
Hid the truth behind your heartless, pretty face (aww)
And I know you're running out of other options
Live in your head rent free and there are toxins
And I wake up every morning with a smile on my face
Knowing full well you were put up for adoption
Oh sh-, yeah I went there, but honestly I don't care
You never did try to play fair with me
Left me broken with scars making all these remarks
So now this is the part where I leave
'Cause I don't give a f- about you no more (no more)
Give me back my hoodies or I'm kicking down doors (down doors)
You weren't even pretty, looking back and I'm sure
You still miss me, that's so funny
I don't give a f- about you, you swore (you swore)
You would never talk about me before, you lied
Looking filthy in your ugly jean shorts
You still kissed me, now sh- history
