LO/FO Lyrics

How could I have known that you have a PhD

In everything under the sun, yeah, you're a prodigy at

Age 23, you really got it down

Blow the lid off the whole operation

'Cause nothing's finished till you work in your opinion

My bad, my bad, I meant to say fact

I'm dumb, won't you cut me some slack

How often do you disinfect your phone

When you talk, talk, talk your shit all the way from home

I'm in your orbit, I'm getting so smart

The more I hang around you, the more I know about art

And what it means, and how to do it right

Cause there's a wrong way, I wish you'd show me how to write

How often do you disinfect your phone

When you talk, talk, talk your shit all the way from home

It's hard to make me angry but you do a bang-up job

Good luck finding catharsis when you think that you're on top

You want so badly for my jaw to drop

It's hard to make me angry but you do a bang-up job

Good luck finding catharsis when you think that you're on top

You're always waiting for my jaw to

Log out, fuck off

Log out, fuck off