redrum Lyrics

I should've deleted your number

I don't even know why I wantcha

I wanted lust and I got it, now thinkin' boutcha make me nauseous

You stuck in my head it's obnoxious

You fuck up my head stop it

You fuck up my head stop it

You fuck up my head stop it

Ya danced on my headstone, you committed redrum

You were just bouta go home, how'd you end up back in my bedroom?

You just wanna argue knowin' damn well that ya dead wrong

Your skin is one hell of a costume, underneath that is the Devil

They say communication's key and we don't got that, so maybe you're not the one for me

And, maybe I'm not the one for you

It's always up to me, I'd rather leave it up to you

You tried to leave my house, you end up back in my bed, I fuck you to sleep

And you look way to comfortable

I'm still wide awake, tossin' and turnin' howlin' at the moon

Howlin' at the moon, feelin' like a fool

I don't even know why I wantcha

I wanted lust and I got it

Now thinkin' boutcha make me nauseous

Ya stuck in my head it's obnoxious

You're just like my ex broad

You got my eyes X'd out

You fuck up my head stop

Ya danced on my headstone, you committed redrum

You were just bouta go home, how'd you end up back in my bedroom?

You just wanna argue knowin' damn well that ya dead wrong

Your skin is one hell of a costume, underneath that is the Devil

Can't just tell me you love me girl I need a testimony

I still won't trust ya

You want a whole ass matrimony, that could never be us

Girl stop playin ha, let's be honest

We're bad for each other yeah

We're bad for each other yeah

She's dyslexic so redrum she wrote

I should really let go, there you go callin' my cellphone

I should've deleted your number

I don't even know why I wantcha

I wanted lust and I got it, now thinkin' boutcha make me nauseous

It's not like I don't got no options

How the fuck I end up in your apartment?

Love to say that you're wrapped 'round my finger

And that I gotcha right where I wantcha

And if I was naive I would buy it

But I know if she breathes, she lies

She been with some greasy guys

She never got treated right

I watched her head blow up, like C4 or dynamite

I swear she loves to fight

Fight like its for her life

I need to flee for mine

Yeah, I gotta runaway, if I wanna stay alive