Verse 1 You got your new girl, bet she’s blind as hell Took two weeks to fake you’re doin’ well You post those pics, tryin’ to prove you’ve healed But you still cry when your phone don’t beep I burned your hoodie, kept your playlist though 'Cause some of your taste wasn’t totally gross But you’re still trash with a guilty smile Tell your therapist I said hi Pre-Chorus Hope she’s nice Hope she charges double the price For all the times you twisted lies And made me think I was the fight Chorus Like good for you, damn boy, I ain’t got time for that You left your trauma on my doorstep like a welcome mat I got therapy too from your PTSD sh— Took my heart and gave me panic attacks But now I’m cute, I’m healed, I’m mean No longer starring in your crime scene So good for you, now good for me — And boy, therapy ain’t free Verse 2 I hope she laughs when you fake remorse You love the drama, but hate divorce You want a girl who’ll hold your hand While you blame your ex for being a man Pre-Chorus Hope she’s strong She’ll need it when you prove her wrong You say you’re deep, but you’re just loud I screamed once, and you called it “proud” Chorus Like good for you, damn boy, I ain’t got time for that You left your trauma on my doorstep like a welcome mat I got therapy too from your PTSD sh— Took my heart and gave me panic attacks But now I’m cute, I’m healed, I’m mean No longer starring in your crime scene So good for you, now good for me — And boy, therapy ain’t free Bridge Now I journal in peace, got plants and space While you still text like I’m your safe place But I’m not your cure, I’m not your mom I’m the best damn thing you ever bombed Final Chorus Like good for you, damn boy, but stay away from me I got receipts and boundaries, finally I got therapy too from your PTSD sh— But I slayed it like the bad bitch I is So now I dance, I scream, I breathe You’re just another plot I leave So good for you, now good for me — And boy... ✨Therapy. Ain’t. Free.✨
