Where do I turn to? Girl if it ain't you Why you be playing these games? And all of my friends say That you are sus, but Girl I still fuck with you either way You act like I don't know When you say you're all alone I know that you're with him Girl I can't fuck with you anymore Girl I can't fuck with you Let's just state the obvious Let's just state the truth Let's just state the obvious You're done with me and I'm done with you You're done with me and I'm done with you Done with me and I'm done with you Alright, cigarettes and a sip of wine You don't have a happy life so you shit on mine You wanna cut me up, baby you should get in line I know it burns right now, but you'll forget in time That I used to be your man, remember? That I used to hold your hand, remember? You told me you would stay down for whatever Keep it real any weather from November to November Then came the life of the on-call barber Where we walk around in all our armor And if I'm bein' honest, I'm caught up in this contest Of which L.A. male can ball out harder Shit, probably me We were doomed from the start, baby how did we meet? I slipped you a smile I was fakin' You was servin' bottles to me half naked That was uncalled for, ego's out of control So I had to let you go cause I'm stubborn I wait a little bit of time Now I'm readin' online you're fuckin' Jared Leto's brother No offense to him if I see him at the Beverly I'm 28 now, tryna figure my identity The worst memories are the good memories It's obvi' you were never meant for me Let's just state the obvious Let's just state the truth Let's just state the truth Let's just state the obvious You're done with me and I'm done with you Done with me and I'm done with you You're done with me and I'm done with you You're done with me and I'm done with you You're done with me and I'm done with you You're done with me and I'm done with you You're done with me and I'm done with you You're done with me and I'm done with you

I'm sick of green juice, I hate pilates Put all the vitamins into my body Just a typical day, feeling void of any pain And now I'm bored (I'm bored) I suddenly am missing the high Of running off fumes on a venomous vibe I'm starting to forget what it's like So I'm burning it down tonight I'm in my good girl era but I still feel bad Ima kill this bitch to get the chaos back So gimme pleasure gimme pain And give it to me fast Because I'm bad at being good and now I'm over it Bleh Got a halo over my head Wearing all white no red I'm emotionally unavailable And I don't feel depressed No more randoms up in my bed Left the bad boys on read Turns out stirring the pot isn't a hobby I guess I'm in my good girl era but I still feel bad Ima kill this bitch to get the chaos back So gimme pleasure gimme pain And give it to me fast Because I'm bad at being good and now I'm over it Bleh Bleh I'm over it Bleh Yeah I'm bad at being good and now I'm over it I tried I tried to get my head right But what am I supposed to do with all this free time now Got a feeling that I just might Spiral down Gonna call up all my exes We can all meet up somewhere for breakfast Wow Talk about how good or bad the sex is Make em tell me I'm the bestest I'm in my good girl era but I still feel bad Ima kill this bitch to get the chaos back So gimme please gimme pain And give it to me fast Because I'm o- o- o- o- o- o- o- o- over it I'm in my good girl era but It don't feel right Cause I'm losing my edge, and I'm losing my bite Gimme sex gimme fights gimme every single vice Cause I'm bad at being good and now I'm over it

This is called "Drugs" I just came here for the (yeah) I just came here for the (yeah) I just came here for the (yeah, you know I came here for the) Boston you guys are lit as fuck Thank you so much for tonight seriously This is the biggest crowd I've ever played a headlining show for, so I'ma be riding on this high for a while, thank you seriously Give it up for Kailee Morgue who fucking killed her set She's also from Arizona, so we had to go on tour together Alright when I say, drugs, scream drugs (drugs) Scream drugs (drugs) Louder, drugs (drugs) When I say drugs, you say drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Got it? Let's go So you say you're moving Out of state, soon as you Graduate, interesting Anyway, you're leaving Need a hug? Okay then Call me up, no, thanks, man I'm too busy, don't have time for Things you say that aren't important Where's the bathroom at? Leave me alone I just came here to the party for the drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I'm not tryna make a friend or fall in love (love) Love (love) Love (love) So just stop the faking Not here for nameless faces Pointless talking, conversations (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I just came here for the drugs Look who's here, pink t-shirt Oh, you met him last year? Wish I was as cool as you (oh, yeah) Check it out, you got that Brand-new Audi hatchback But you came here alone You're too drunk to drive home I'm too (hold up) have time for Things you say that aren't important Where's the bathroom at? Leave me alone I just came here to the party for the what (drugs) Ayy, drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I'm not tryna make a friend or fall in love (love) Love (love) Love (love) So just stop the faking Not here for nameless faces Pointless talking, conversations (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I just came here for the drugs Everybody's either here for the drugs Or the sex, or the money, or the fame (the sex or the money or the fame) And he's on the phone asking someone for the plug She's on the couch, talking, dropping names I'm not here for nameless faces Pointless talking, conversations (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I just came here for the drugs bitch Thank you so much Boston You guys have been way too fucking real, thank you, thank you Please give it up for my fucking amazing band We have Johnny on guitar Ross on drums, woo! Jimmy up in the house making us sound good And I'm UPSAHL, Boston this has been so real, I love you guys 'Til next time, mwah Drugs, drugs, drugs Drugs, drugs, drugs Dropping names

I went to the doctor, asked him for pills He told me to try just simply breathing My stomach's in knots, and I'm physically ill But I'm sure it's not what I've been taking The world is on fire, I'm so fucking tired And equally wired, so Am I to blame for my sick, frantic brain? When toxic shit tastes just like candy Lost touch with my friends, but the internet still understands me No wonder I'm antsy Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah Bet what I need is to stare at a wall Then one little text, turns into a bender Did I say too much or nothing at all? (At all) Now I'm inventing the damage in bathroom floor panics (uh-ah) Am I to blame for my sick, frantic brain? When toxic shit tastes just like candy And love might be lit, but I'm scared of what it might demand of me No wonder I'm antsy Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah (no wonder I'm antsy) Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah (it's not wonder I'm antsy) Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... The world is on fire, I'm so fucking tired Yeah, it's no wonder I'm antsy And he said, "I love you," I said, "No, thank you" Got too many issues and to-do's and nothing's to get to Am I to blame for my sick, frantic brain? When toxic shit tastes just like candy And I'd run back home, except politics broke up my family No wonder I'm antsy

I'm obsessed with east-side boys Living on Los Feliz Boulevard Let them use me like their toys Then I drive myself home in the dark They all look just like the rest What a way to cover up a scar I fill the space with empty sex And wrap a billion condoms 'round my heart, ah-ah Burying my problems into no-name lovers Then I act surprised when I get hurt Call it being lonely 'cause I like to suffer Maybe I don't want what I deserve Condoms 'round my h- Condoms 'round my heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart Now, fuck it, put it in, don't get it twisted I just came to come over, I didn't come over to kick it, understand? Wear your hand like a necklace Light-headed, like a piece of your peach for breakfast Bitch, is this not what you wanted? You're lyin' in this pain, what's your beef with bein' honest? If you don't fuck with feelings, tell me what the fuck you caught Such a complex, you gotta get 'em off You should talk 'cause you care a little much (when you ever gonna trust?) I don't think I'm ready yet (well, I think you're just tryna fuck) Nah, he hit it from the back (that way I don't get attached) Feel a lot, feel it hard, baby, baby, wrap a condom 'round my heart Yeah, I keep wrappin' condoms 'round my heart Yeah, I keep wrappin' condoms 'round my heart Yeah, I keep wrappin' condoms 'round my heart Yeah, I keep wrappin' condoms 'round my heart

(I'm a lunatic, I'm a bitch, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) (I'm a lunatic, I'm a bitch, I'ma, I'ma) Let me paint the picture for ya Heard my ex talking trash 'bout my - on the internet Seeing red, next thing I know, I'm out- Side his work with the baseball bat, 'cause I want this to hurt Hello 911, think that I'm on one Get the ambulance, I might mess him up 'Cause I heard what you said the other night, night So if you got the nerve then say it twice, twice (say it) I'm a lunatic, I'm a bitch I'ma, I'ma, I'ma light up all your shit Blow a kiss like (woo-oo) Punch you in the tiny dick Look at, look at, look at, look at what you did I'm a lunatic (woo-oo) I'm a lunatic (woo-oo) (I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) I'm a lunatic (woo-oo) (I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) If we're being straight up, I faked it the whole time (the whole time) You couldn't get it to stay up, so I got off online Yeah, I tried to play it nice and that lasted 'bout a week Now I kinda wanna fight, are you happy to see me? Hello 911, think that I'm on one Get the ambulance, I might mess him up 'Cause I heard what you said the other night, night So if you got the nerve then say it twice, twice (say it) I'm a lunatic, I'm a bitch I'ma, I'ma, I'ma light up all your shit Blow a kiss like (woo-oo) Punch you in the tiny dick Look at, look at, look at, look at what you did I'm a lunatic (woo-oo) I'm a lunatic (woo-oo) (I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) I'm a lunatic (woo-oo) (I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) I'm a lunatic (woo-oo) (I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) I'm a lunatic (woo-oo) (I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) (I'm a lunatic, I'm a bitch, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) (I'm a lunatic, I'm a bitch, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) (I'm a lunatic, I'm a bitch, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma) (I'm a lunatic, I'm a bitch, I'ma, I'ma)