"Typing..." lyrics

(Fuck)

The way you live
You're full of shit
You make me sick
(Sorry not sorry, bitch)
You wish you could
I don't think you should
I wish a nigga would
(Sorry not sorry, bitch)

You don't have to wish me well
I never ever asked for your two cents
I hate the way you always have to be right
I'll put your personality under the spotlight
(Now dance around the issue)
You talked for 60 minutes but it felt like an hour
Lying and lying and just expect me to agree
I'll say good morning, thank you, and please
But I won't say sorry for a goddamn thing
Call it what you want but I'm letting the phone ring

And when you hit the ground
You better hit the ground running
Same way you run your mouth
Always turning nothing to something
Nothing into something
Some things lead to nothing
Talking for the sake of talking
Shut the fuck up when you're talking

45 minutes on your break
And you chose to spend it typing

Typing
Typing
Typing
Typing (Typing)
Typing (Typing)
Typing (Typing)
Typing

And when I said it
I fucking meant it
I don't regret it
Not for a second
(Sorry not sorry, bitch)
The tears I cried
Each and every night
You're the reason why
(Sorry not sorry, bitch)
And when I said it
I fucking meant it
I don't regret it
I'm not sorry
The tears I cried
You're the reason why
You're the reason why
You're the...
You're the reason why
You're the reason...
Why

Suck my fucking dick, now

You always call me in the middle of my favorite songs
With some story where you're never wrong (Wrong)
Green flags turned red, accept or decline
And I'm gonna decline every goddamn time