"Salt In The Wound" lyrics
I think I've fallen in hate with you
The way you talk way you breathe
Can you stop please just for a day or two
I'm getting tired of being the bigger person
I just can't get away from you
On the internet I even got you muted
Honey I even pray for you
Like holy father give em what they're deserving
Yeah baby you're so fucking lucky I
I been keeping my mouth shut
I'm getting tired of always playing nice
Instead of sleeping at night I fantasize
One day I'll wake up
And I'll choose violence
Knife to your back and I'm gonna like it
A Sunday afternoon
I'll pull a you on you
Show up unannounced like surprise bitch how are you
Think it cuts deep
Well I can cut deeper
Think that I'm mean
Well I can be meaner
Think it hurts now baby aww that's cute
Wait till I pour salt in the wound
God forbid I don't keep the peace
Say out loud what everyone's been thinking knowing it could be death of me
You heard it here first
Do you know you're the worst?
Cause honestly the second we met you shoulda been dead to me
Yeah baby you're so fucking lucky I
I been keeping my mouth shut
I'm getting tired of always playing nice
Instead of sleeping at night I fantasize
One day I'll wake up
And I'll choose violence
Knife to your back and I'm gonna like it
A Sunday afternoon
I'll pull a you on you
Show up unannounced pour some nair in your shampoo
Think it cuts deep
Well I can cut deeper
Think that I'm mean
Well I can be meaner
Think it hurts now baby aww that's cute
Wait till I pour salt in wound
Yeah I hope you lose service and run out of gas
I hope you lose your friends that you never had
And I hope when you're alone and you're drunk and sad
You'll realize you're the problem, could you handle that?
I hate you all the way to the moon and back
I hate you in my head, do you hate me back?
I wish you all the worst and wish you all the bad
I made a call to hell ya you better get packed
One day I'll wake up
And I'll choose violence
Knife to your back and I'm gonna like it
A Sunday afternoon
I'll pull a you on you
Show up unannounced like surprise bitch how are you
Think it cuts deep
Well I can cut deeper
Think that I'm mean
Well I can be meaner
Think it hurts now baby aww that's cute
Wait till I pour salt in wound
The way you talk way you breathe
Can you stop please just for a day or two
I'm getting tired of being the bigger person
I just can't get away from you
On the internet I even got you muted
Honey I even pray for you
Like holy father give em what they're deserving
Yeah baby you're so fucking lucky I
I been keeping my mouth shut
I'm getting tired of always playing nice
Instead of sleeping at night I fantasize
One day I'll wake up
And I'll choose violence
Knife to your back and I'm gonna like it
A Sunday afternoon
I'll pull a you on you
Show up unannounced like surprise bitch how are you
Think it cuts deep
Well I can cut deeper
Think that I'm mean
Well I can be meaner
Think it hurts now baby aww that's cute
Wait till I pour salt in the wound
God forbid I don't keep the peace
Say out loud what everyone's been thinking knowing it could be death of me
You heard it here first
Do you know you're the worst?
Cause honestly the second we met you shoulda been dead to me
Yeah baby you're so fucking lucky I
I been keeping my mouth shut
I'm getting tired of always playing nice
Instead of sleeping at night I fantasize
One day I'll wake up
And I'll choose violence
Knife to your back and I'm gonna like it
A Sunday afternoon
I'll pull a you on you
Show up unannounced pour some nair in your shampoo
Think it cuts deep
Well I can cut deeper
Think that I'm mean
Well I can be meaner
Think it hurts now baby aww that's cute
Wait till I pour salt in wound
Yeah I hope you lose service and run out of gas
I hope you lose your friends that you never had
And I hope when you're alone and you're drunk and sad
You'll realize you're the problem, could you handle that?
I hate you all the way to the moon and back
I hate you in my head, do you hate me back?
I wish you all the worst and wish you all the bad
I made a call to hell ya you better get packed
One day I'll wake up
And I'll choose violence
Knife to your back and I'm gonna like it
A Sunday afternoon
I'll pull a you on you
Show up unannounced like surprise bitch how are you
Think it cuts deep
Well I can cut deeper
Think that I'm mean
Well I can be meaner
Think it hurts now baby aww that's cute
Wait till I pour salt in wound
Writer(s): Jason Zachary Parris, Taylor Cameron Upsahl, Neriah Shae Fisher
