I don't wanna hear what you have to say
Don't wanna know all about your day
Please don't tell me where you at or how you feeling
Cause I wouldn't know what to say
I used to fantasize about the scene I'd make
If I found out that you're lying to me
But I'm only feeling numb and nothing else
Guess I'm the monster that you made
Want me
Now you want me
It's a little too little too late
You're not getting your getting your way
Sorry
I'm not sorry
That I'm beating you at your own game
I let you get
Way too comfortable
I think it's my own fault
That I led you to believe I was
This saint of a woman
Who's so damn forgiving
Way too comfortable
I think it's my own fault
That I led you to believe I was
This saint of a woman
Who's so damn forgiving
Don't text me saying we can still be friends
You know you're not nearly fun enough
I hated all the drama at least
If we're a movie It would
Be entertaining to watch
Go pretend like you're the victim all you like
For you I scratched all my bottom lines
I'm not saying it's a total waste of time
But luckily it is the end alright
Want me
Now you want me
It's a little too little too late
You're not getting your getting your way
Sorry
I'm not sorry
That I'm beating you at your own game
I let you get
Way too comfortable
I think it's my own fault
That I led you to believe I was
This saint of a woman
Who's so damn forgiving
Way too comfortable
I think it's my own fault
That I led you to believe I was
This saint of a woman
Who's so damn forgiving
