pity party

Lyrics

[Intro] Pity party Fuck you and fuck your pity party [Verse 1: Bonnie Fraser] Paper cuts like a drug, you love sympathy Genuine deficit, people watch you bleed Make it up, sell your drugs, milk the tragedy Yeah, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Bonnie Fraser] Slow motion crash, foot on the gas Nobody's safe (Yeah) God, what a mess, not fallen for it But I can't look away (Someone's gotta say it) [Chorus: Bonnie Fraser] Fuck you and your fucking pity party I'm not invited and I don't ever wanna be Not sorry that I'm not the way you want me So fuck you and fuck your pity party Go ahead, let me be the enemy I got no time for all your fake bitch energy Not sorry that I'm not the way you want me So fuck you and fuck your pity party (Your pity party) [Verse 2: Ryan Santiago] Waking up from a cult on my hands and knees Think you poisoned the punch, I'm just trying to leave Wish you luck keeping up with your sanity Yeah, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Bonnie Fraser & Ryan Santiago, Ryan Santiago] Slow motion crash, foot on the gas Nobody's safe (Yeah) All of your friends know how this ends Can't look away (Someone's gotta say it) [Chorus: Bonnie Fraser & Ryan Santiago] Fuck you and your fucking pity party I'm not invited and I don't ever wanna be Not sorry that I'm not the way you want me So fuck you and fuck your pity party Go ahead, let me be the enemy I got no time for all your fake bitch energy Not sorry that I'm not the way you want me So fuck you and fuck your pity party [Bridge: Bonnie Fraser] Paper cuts like a drug, you love sympathy So fuck you and fuck your pity party Waking up from a cult on my hands and knees So fuck you and fuck your pity party [Chorus: Bonnie Fraser & Ryan Santiago] Fuck you and your fucking pity party I'm not invited and I don't ever wanna be Not sorry that I'm not the way you want me So fuck you (So fuck you) Go ahead, let me be the enemy I got no time for all your fake bitch energy Not sorry that I'm not the way you want me (I'm breathing) So fuck your pity party [Outro] Giles, are you listening to me, Giles? Stop putting your hand in your pants