Witt Lowry – You lyrics

[Chorus]
You, with your words like knives, and swords, and weapons that you use against me
You, knocked me off my feet again, got me feelin' like I'm nothing
You, with your voice like nails on a chalk board, calling me out when I'm wounded
You, picking on the weaker man

[Verse 1]
As you stand there screaming, I just listen to your words
Thinking to myself, man this bitch is so absurd
And the words that you're screaming don't even make sense
Telling me that I'm the reason that my mom fucking left
These dudes who would use her, bitch are you crazy?
You knew all the facts, and I'm reason they ain't dating
She should've stayed with him, ho, is that what you sayin'?
I ain't calling you devil, but we all know that you're pretty close to Satan
They say that the devil wears prada
But your fat ass couldn't fit it, so you're stuck here wearing nada
A shitty ass grandma, and an even worse mama
As you look back on your life, you'll see it's full of bad karma
You moved to Las Vegas to suck a dude's dick
And it's sad that I ain't lying when I'm saying that shit
The loves of your of life are some dogs and a fish
And I ain't calling you family, I'd rather get sick, fuck you

[Chorus]
You, with your words like knives, and swords, and weapons that you use against me
(And now I'm saying fuck you)
You, knocked me off my feet again, got me feelin' like I'm nothing
(And now I'm thinking fuck you)
You, with your voice like nails on a chalk board, calling' me out when I'm wounded
(And now I'm saying fuck you)
You, picking on the weaker man

[Verse 2]
I always thought you were that friend, that would be here until the end
Playing gamecube and eating junk food at twelve in the mornin'
Barely eating out, because our ass couldn't afford it
Yelling "Bros over hoes", always saying "Fuck a dumb bitch!"
But as we grew up, we grew apart
You see I saw a brighter future, yet your sight turned dark
You're smoking weed and getting wasted, because life got hard
It's sad to see that you will never be much more than you are
Damn, and I was loyal as fuck to you man
You let a ho in between us, yo I don't understand
They went from taking us to the top, to never trust you again
And honestly now looking back, you were a fake ass friend
With no goals and no ambitions, got nothing going for you
Even as a garbage man, I probably wouldn't employ you
I don't respect you motherfucker, bow down, the kids royal
When they bury you in dirt, I'm gonna feel bad for the soil so fuck

[Chorus]
You, with your words like knives, and swords, and weapons that you use against me
(And now I'm saying fuck you)
You, knocked me off my feet again, got me feelin' like I'm nothing
(And now I'm thinking fuck you)
You, with your voice like nails on a chalk board, calling' me out when I'm wounded
(And now I'm saying fuck you)
You, picking on the weaker man

[Verse 3]
When we first started talking, it was kind of unexpected
Went from being just friends, to you gaining all my love and affection
Staying up at night, talking 'bout life, we just guessin'
'Cuz we didn't know shit, we were just young and livin' reckless
As time went by, you see my trust for you grew
I'm just listenin' to you tell me, Mark I only want you
And then the next weekend you were hooking up with some dude?
I should've known you were a slut, but you're a lying bitch too
When you were with me you would act smart, focus, and sweet
But really all you cared about was getting drunk and smoking weed
Girl you know you fucked up, that's the reason we couldn't be
Good luck trying to find a guy that was more loyal than me
And honestly think about it girl, you fucked the whole town
You just a ho with no morals, yo that's what I found out
Your only goal is to get high, then bench out on the couch
It'll be a cold day in hell before a bitch bring me down so fuck

[Chorus]
You, with your words like knives, and swords, and weapons that you use against me
(And now I'm saying fuck you)
You, knocked me off my feet again, got me feelin' like I'm nothing
(And now I'm thinking fuck you)
You, with your voice like nails on a chalk board, calling' me out when I'm wounded
(And now I'm saying fuck you)
You, picking on the weaker man