LOBECTOMY

(album: B-Sides & Rarities Vol.3 [2011-2015] - 2015)

See, I'm a feminist
But I hate you, whore
I'd applaud if you could make me hate you more
Tried to dodge a couple battles
Couldn't escape the war
Now you blogging on the net
"Why you hate me for?"
You thought I wore my heart on my sleeve
But honestly, boo, I keep it where it belongs
As far away from you
Your claims that you're special are horribly untrue
See your type is common, momma
There's a lot of fucking tools, and

Bitch
I don't like you, cunt
Tried to cut me, ho
But your knife was blunt
Don't know why everytime that I am in love
They'll think that I need them more than I need lung, and so it's
Lobectomy
Lobectomy
Lobectomy
Love ain't for me

It's whatever, ho, it's no longer affecting me
You still throwing shit with horrible trajectory
Okay, cut you off like lobectomy
Keep doing it until there's nothing left of me
Whenever these sluts size me up
Talk shit or lie 'bout having spiked their cups
I'll throw fuel to the fire, and would I give fucks?
Nope, I'd laugh and just use the fire to light my blunt, 'cause

Bitch
I don't like you, cunt
Tried to cut me, ho
But your knife was blunt
Don't know why everytime that I am in love
They'll think that I need them more than I need lung, and so it's
Lobectomy
Lobectomy
Lobectomy
Love ain't for me

Go, go, go hate me
Ho, ho, oh, baby
It's so crazy that you're so sad now
And all I wish to see's your name on a toetag now
And I don't need to put all of the reasons in this song
I just want the world to know
I hate you, you're a broad
I hope that this breaks you
And helps me to shake you off
Funny how you made me hard
While I just made you soft
Bitch
Your time has come
Your time has come
Your time has come
Your time has come