文本歌词

kill bill sped up - pnahor
Lyrics by：Solana Rowe
Composed by：Solana Rowe
I'm still a fan even
Though I was salty
Hate to see you
With some other broad
Know you happy
Hate to see you happy if
I'm not the one drivin'
I'm so mature
I'm so mature
I'm so mature
I got me a therapist
To tell me there's other men
I don't want none
I just want you
If I can't have you
No one should I might
I might kill my ex
Not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next
How'd I get here
I might kill my ex
I still love him though
Rather be in jail than alone
I get the sense that
It's a lost 'cause
I get the sense that
You might really love her
The text gon' be evidence
This text is evidence
I try to ration with you
No murders no crime of passion
But d**n you was out of reach
You was at the farmer's market
With your perfect peach
Now I'm in amazement
Playin' on my patience
Now you layin' face-down
Got me sayin' over a beat
I'm so mature
I'm so mature
I'm so mature
I got me a therapist
To tell me there's other men
I don't want none
I just want you
If I can't have you
No one will I
I might
I might kill my ex
Not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next
How'd I get here
I might kill my ex
I still love him though
Rather be in jail than alone
I did it all for love
I did it all on no drugs
I did all of this sober
I did it all for us oh
I did it all for love
I did all of
This on no drugs
I did all of this sober
Don't you know
I did it all for us
Oh I just killed my ex
Not the best idea
Killed his girlfriend next
How'd I get here
I just killed my ex
I still love him though
Rather be in hell than alone