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Hey guys it's been a while, this is my last track as lil pistols and this is a new style, I may make music under a new name some day, if I do i'll update my bio but other than that enjoy, Rapscallions
Lyrics
Verse 1
I gave you everything, you gave me doubt
Made me question who the fuck I’m about
You said “I love you,” then broke my spine
Fucked her twice, said you “crossed a line”
You gaslit me with deadass eyes
Turned my tears into alibis
Now I’m cutting you out like rot
Hope you choke on what you got
Pre chorus 1
Tried to save you, lost my head
Should’ve walked when you left me on read
I’m not your savior, not your drug
You want me ruined? Tough luck
I’m not the one who needs to heal
You liked it better when I wasn’t real
I broke in silence, now I scream
I’m not your guilt, I’m not your dream
Chorus 1
I’m done — fuck your sweet talk lies
Your drunk texts and your bloodshot eyes
Tired of breaking just to feel seen
You made love feel fucking mean
I’m done — keep your stupid game
Burned me out, now say my name
Like you miss me, like you care
Bitch, you were never even there
I held your weight like I was stone
You made me loud, then left me alone
I gave you more than I could bleed
Now I’m your ghost — you won’t be free
Verse 2
You loved me sad, you loved me numb
Fed off my pain like bubblegum
Told your boys I was “too much”
While I was dying for your touch
You left your shit in my top drawer
I should burn it, maybe more
I’m not your phase, I’m not your scene
I’m the best thing you’ll never redeem
Pre chorus 2
You turned my heart into a joke
Lit the match and watched me choke
You don’t deserve another page
But I wrote this out of rage
You fed on chaos, then blamed me
Said “I changed,” like love’s that easy
But I’m not crawling back again
This time, you don’t get to win
Chorus 2
I’m done — burn the notes, erase my name
You don’t get to play the blame game
You turned love into a dare
Then dipped the second I got scared
I’m done — don’t call, don’t text
You’re not sad, you’re just obsessed
I gave you real, you gave me lies
Now I don’t flinch when you cry
I’m done — miss me now, too late
You broke it all, then called it fate
I hope she ghosts you, wrecks your pride
Leaves you spinning like I tried
I’m done — this isn’t a phase
You lit the match, enjoy the blaze
I’m not your maybe, not your mess
I’m the best thing you’ll never get.
- Genre
- Alternative Rock