GRUDGES

I'm a perfect little angel for you

I always say please and thank you

And every time you spit in my face

And shit on my space, I still was true

But I feel so horny lately

No, like horns are growing out my face, like

I just wanna burn bridges and kill bitches and

Pour their medicine in their mouth and give them a taste

It's erotica, leave me in the dirt

Call me a bitch and I'll show you worse

Words ain't shit till my knuckles hurt

Keep it coming, though

I'm sweet, but wait till the Scorpio slides

In the mix and gouges both of your eyes

Fuck around that much and, oh, you'll find a grudge for life

Call the cops, I'll feed two birds with a scone

Gonna wish that you just left me alone

Keep it on me real tight like Sylvester Stallone

Knock, knock, are you home?

(Ahem)

Now look at what you've done to me

I used to let them step on my vertebrae

And now I'm the one skipping and laughing and cheering

It's baffling how magic works

I mean, I lit a candle for this

Burned some bay leaves for this

Cried to God for this (ah!), ha

To turn me into a I-don't-give-a-single-flying-fuckity-fuck-fuck-fuck machine

Basic, aren't ya? Santa Monica

Pale white skin like Antarctica

My angels put a hex on you

Guess they had a grudge too

I'm sweet, but wait till the Scorpio slides

In the mix and gouges both of your eyes

Fuck around that much and, oh, you'll find a grudge for life

Call the cops, I'll feed two birds with a scone

Gonna wish that you just left me alone

Keep it on me real tight like Sylvester Stallone

Knock, knock, are you home?

No rhyme or reason for your mistreatment

You got me up now, smashing the ceiling

Ceiling

And now I'm up now, baby, I'm up now, ooh

You woke me up, the monster is up

She's ready to pounce

I'm sweet, but wait till the Scorpio slides

In the mix and gouges both of your eyes

Fuck around that much and, oh, you'll find a grudge for life