Lyrics UR NOT SORRY - Ryan Oakes

Here comes all the waterworks
Telling your followers, you went through a breakup
That run down makeups
A good façade, for when you went wrong
You lied all along

'Cause you're not sorry, you fucked up
Don't call me, just shut up
Just like you, my middle finger's stuck up
I don't hate you, it's just tough love
Somebody's got to hold you responsible
When everything you're doing's illogical
You're not sorry, you fucked up
And it's been more than enough

The only thing that's bright about you is that stupid lipstick
In every love story, you were antagonistic
I would pull a you, and you would push me for some more
It's time to even the score

You fall forward fast, get whiplash, then it's two steps back
You dip fast
I was entertainment, on the days that you were bored
And then you'd head for the door

Get on the 'Gram when there's tension
Edit every dimension
Rub in every mention, but let me just mention
That when it all fades, you're gonna end up alone
And I won't answer the phone

'Cause you're not sorry, you fucked up
Don't call me, just shut up
Just like you, my middle finger's stuck up
I don't hate you, it's just tough love
Somebody's got to hold you responsible
When everything you're doing's illogical
You're not sorry, you fucked up
And it's been more than enough

Attention whore, wanting my pension bored
And I wonder what I got the hypertension for
Every time I'm high, guarantee you that you're the crash site
A match strikes every time, you throw me the gaslights

Your hunger for it only adds to thirst
You're the best at being you, and it's the fucking worst
There's no future with you, not even a present or past life
Any relationship with you is destined to capsize

'Cause everything that you'd say to me
Would always be make-believe
It's your biggest secret, and you couldn't keep it
And now the problem's for somebody else
I'll see you in hell

'Cause you're not sorry, you fucked up
Don't call me, just shut up
Just like you, my middle finger's stuck up
I don't hate you, it's just tough love
Somebody's got to hold you responsible
When everything you're doing's illogical
You're not sorry, you fucked up
And it's been more than enough

('Cause you're not sorry, you fucked up)
(I don't hate you, you fucked up)