Crazy Bitch

Are you mad that I stood up to you

Are you sad I found out you're weak

Does it make your blood boil that I'm smarter than you

That you lost your manipulative winning streak

No, you can't use me as your puppet now

Fucking shit, that must hurt

Well, I'm happy if it does, 'cause I'm not afraid to admit

That's exactly what you deserve

Oh no, poor boy, you didn't get what you want

But that simply can't happen, least that's what you've been taught

It ain't my job to save you, I'm gonna save myself

I wasn't made to fix you, go on and burn in hell