[v, male rap vocal]: Logged on in this Babylon Hashtag bitches all you do is babble on Tweetin' every weekend Hatin' dudes that tag along So after I smashed I was gone Now you in your feelings Feelin' that I did you wrong But we didn't even start speakin' Till your ex killed my dog Now you're over here tweakin' Every weekend Like we were so involved And your friends are so appalled That I never even called Tagging me in posts Like I'm supposed to give a fuck about they vlog Since the few times we hung out Got all drunk and spun out Posted all those pics With your titties and my tongue out Guess I'm part of your rollout Gassin' up your old fame Pretty lady, I peep game For the longest only knew you by your screen name Headed to your orthodontist Was the first time I heard your first name So lame [Chorus]: Whoa-oh! Burn my name into the night! You can paint me as the bad guy if it helps you sleep all right. Whoa-oh! Scream it till your lungs give out, You write the story—I just live it loud. legit, word, Let the whole world know, I'm already gone before the credits roll. Whoa-oh! Every villain gets the blame, But every saint still plays the game. [v, male rap vocal]: Now I'm such a bastard For the things I never asked her Like do you want it faster Or maybe your password Never minding our situation Just like your occupation As if I even knew it Before I had a chance I blew it I just wanted to smoke As we awkwardly joke Fall deeper as I tell you everything I dream and I hope You think it's cute that I'm corny As you scorn me The story of how you ended up on dope So we proceed to this mattress macarena She a Leo, I'm a lion tamer All that built-up anger Could you blame her? With her every day But every night I gotta leave her No lie She really think I am a good guy After I nut Bitch, pack up Back to grind mode Cooler than cool Bitch, I'm ice cold [Bridge]: So light another cigarette, Another promise I'll forget. We're just ghosts with broken halos, Running circles 'round the same road. If loving me was your mistake, Then let the silence celebrate. Count me out, count me gone— I was never built to stay that long. [Final Chorus]: Whoa-oh! Burn my name into the night! You can paint me as the bad guy if it helps you sleep all right. Whoa-oh! Scream it till your lungs give out, You write the story—I just live it loud. fuck you, you better Let the whole world know, I'm already gone before the credits roll. Whoa-oh! Every villain gets the blame, But every saint still plays the game.
