G
I have too much self respect to play your foolish games
E
All your silly subtle snapchats, I know your true aim
G
You ask to hang out, I ask "what do you wanna do"
E
You say "it's up to you" cus you make terrible moves
G
Snap after snap of your shoulders bare backed
E
Hinting, alluding, that youre a snack
G
You ask, abruptly, unbelievably blunt
E A
You send a dark photo captioned "do you wanna hook up?"
Bitch what the fuck
G
Do you remember what you did in seventh grade?
E
Forced me unto a couch and persisted to degrade
G
Crammed your hand under my clothes, stole my first kiss
E
I should take those slobber lips and introduce them to my fist
G
So no, we won't hook up, do you remember our past?
E
I'm surpised you even had the audacity to ask
G
Made me feel like nothing, saying I was pretty but fat
E
But you lookI at me now and you know I'm a catch
A
You know I'm all that
C
You know you can't smash
E
But you can kiss my ass