Roach

You think it's in my heart
Baby, it's in my lungs
You think I'm hungover
You think I'm high-strung
I'm gonna make a move
I think I've had enough
You think I bleed money
Now I'm getting fired up

See you in the morning with the fake love
Tryna get the pain to go away with a head rush
Choking on your cigarette smoke for the same buzz
Take another shot of what you want, now it's all gone
I can see you drinking in the rearview
Think I'm gonna stick with getting high, it's what I'm used to
Watch you take the liquor, pour it out, entertain us
Let the words spill out of your mouth, fucking shameless

All you are is—
(Oh, oh)
All you are is Roach
(Oh, oh)
All you are is—

Settle down a bit with thе hippie shit
How many more times do I havе to say it, bitch?
Go ahead, tell me what the cost of a friend is
Not enough of me to go around, can you handle it?
Getting tired of your manipulation
Come here, let me tie you to the pole in my basement
Yeah, I know you fucking hear me in your Hyundai
I hope you burn on the side of the highway

All you are is—
(Oh, oh)
All you are is—
(Oh, oh)
All you are is Roach
(Oh, oh)
All you are is Roach
(Oh, oh)
All you are is—
(Oh, oh)
All you are is Roach
(Oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)
All you are is Roach
(Oh)