Fret

I'm under pressure girl
I can't give you the world, not yet
I've never told you a lie
We're gonna make it babe, don't fret
She played the strings of my heart
Love is cursed from the start, I swear
I don't know where we are
But I know where we're going next

Dress me up like a mannequin
Tell secrets like the Vatican
I don't wanna be sad again
I can't get myself trapped again
I thought they'd be here till the end
But karma is my only friend
Loneliness is creeping in
Every day they try me
Talkin' shit to spite me
But my glocks are Siamese
I keep my twins beside me

I'm under pressure, girl
I can't give you the world, not yet
I've never told you a lie
We're gonna make it babe, don't fret

She played the strings of my heart
Love is cursed from the start, I swear
I don't know where we are
But I know where we're going next