"FUCKED OVER" lyrics

I'm pretty good at getting fucked
Over
I'm pretty good at drawing straws
Shortest

I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over and over again
I'm pretty good at drawing straws (Straws)
Shortest (Shortest)
Over and over again
Could say I knew it would happen (Knew it would happen)
But hindsight worse when it's tragic (Oh I know no I know)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)

It's cut and dry
So we don't really gotta pretend
Fake smile from a fake friend
Give an inch
And they'll take miles till the road ends
It's dirty dollars
You can keep it
I don't need shit
You had my back like I need pretense
To protect myself from weak shit
No I never had a reason
Put my neck on the line
I learned my lesson each time

I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over and over again
I'm pretty good at drawing straws (Straws)
Shortest (Shortest)
Over and over again
Could say I knew it would happen (Knew it would happen)
But hindsight worse when it's tragic (Oh I know no I know)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)

It's like a thousand degrees inside my head
Burning with words we left unsaid
Let's be friends when hell freeze over
You're still high and I got sober
Untie all the lies you spin
I swallowed them like cinnamon
Yeah we're cool like coldest shoulders
You're still high and I got sober

I'm pretty good at getting fucked
Over
I'm pretty good at drawing straws
Shortest
Could say I knew it would happen
But hindsight worse when it's tragic
I'm pretty good at getting fucked
Over
(Over and over again)