Gaslight

I see it now
I'm getting it wrong
I don't know how
So I'm cutting you off
I'm sick of the shit that you're kicking around
Got better things to do than entertain you now
Ha ha ha

So what do you want?
What do you want from me?

Ya like talkin' tough
Ya like pointing fingers
You strut your stuff
So we sex up the drama
Gaslight it till we're poppin' off

You stomp on butterflies
To make yourself feel better
If you wanna criticize
Take a good look in the mirror
I see through your disguise
Maybe get your shit together
'Cause you're so desperate for attention
You'll do anything—and no one's impressed

I'm tired of these rumors that you're spreading around
I ain't got the time for this
So stop messin' around
So what do you want?
What do you want from me?

Ya like talkin' tough
Ya like pointing fingers
Well I call your bluff
Oh, the drama's so sexy

Gaslight it till we're poppin' off
Gaslight it
(Fuck around and find out)
Gaslight it
(Fuck around and find out)
You think you're so fucking tough?
Maybe you should keep your mouth shut, baby
I think we've all had enough
Nobody cares—nobody cares what you say
(Hey, hey) Ya like talkin' tough
(Hey, hey) Ya like pointing fingers
Well I call your bluff
Hey, hey 'Cause you can't keep your mouth shut
Oh, the drama's so sexy
Gaslight it till we're poppin' off