K. (The Bitter Bit)
Title | K. (The Bitter Bit) |
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Artist | Daymeus |
Album | You’ve Heard Worse |
Release Date | 2018-04-27 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro] I wrote this awful song “k.” a few years back And it pretty much spawned this entire project This is a variation of that song [Verse 1] I'm feelin pretty bitter (yeah) Typically take time, never tee off when beneath water I bet a 9-iron would make that fat skull feel soft (ooh) Maybe that was a little blunt to start things off But I'm so over you, hi down there This maybe doesn't make me look good I care less than you did in our whole 2 and half years So, not at all I spoke far too mildly first take Wrote it after the break, over 2 years ago, in 2 days So, today, I let loose every lyric erased to water it down I hope you feel me fade the way I did your love The way Ye explained The way THC bent my brain when (when?) You broke my sense, like I'm so common I've changed since then, girl We outta compare our accomplishments Nah, but still, maybe you could visit? Nah, your presence alone would sicken me We could be best pen pals though, down? Nah? Was that bridge burnt? The words burn worse? You sure? We die? A hearse could reunite your ass, a hiked up skirt, my dick You thirsty? I'm kidding, obviously So, if you've ever wondered just what I been up to, well Then wonder no more, I been at a desk out west Scribblin' X's and jests amongst other things And I guess you happen to be Both an ex and a jest cause you're far better than some Joke I could form or hope to have wrote Girl take a seat, we're just beginning [Interlude] I'ma keep this part blank Just let all that sink in, k? [Verse 2] Goddamn, fuck, man, you could've tried so much harder You could've been not a bitch And not started a fight over the most bullshit of bullshit Not been heartless and not insulted like an art It rubbed off I should assume cause you were talkin' to that other guy I'm not fuckin blind You know, the one who wasn't your type Yet you were ridin' day after, hmm So, I've been givin' some thought to us Call me crazy, but had you given a fuck That little notebook with our kids names You may have still, stored away Could of been endless—wait I guess if you were somebody else entirely then yeah Dayme and definitely not—(shh) Got a nice ring to it, sorta like yours (well) Or it was, the one you tossed the next day I let lay the crap back then, attracted to your back end Though I'm not now, I could come back Tempt me a Scooby snack Cause I am the dumb dog who's meddlin' with dumb sounds And dumb nouns, is they dumbed down enough? I could speak slow...er You might also like[Bridge] If you need me to, I'm speaking to (I'm speaking to you) Your little mind, might I remind You said you'd hold me till you died (remember that?) But you're alive And I'm here convinced you're listening (are you listening?) I even wrote this melody To deceive how you may see this I want you hurt [Chorus] Oh ooh oh oh Ooh oh oh Ooh oh oh It was you It was you, hoe It was you That's on you, girl [Interlude] I'm sorry (wow) Got a bit too dramatic, huh? It's just that... This... (sheesh) She... she really... (she) [Verse 3] She really birthed this (yeah!) This-this gonna hurt, chick (sad!) Who-who kiddin' who? In a bed you-you-you made so True hoe, who? What her name? (Bitch) (Uhh) Oh, babe, I don't adhere to lanes And hey, I do not hear hate (yeah!) This is all one-way You lit way for more than 13 so welcome to your tape (woo!) Ha, sorta, I do not have the metaphors (for) For every regret I met in our (war) War, it be a fearsome fire or (or) More likely some heat to fuel me Feelin' less now, time passed, hoe, better hold up You impressed, yet? No? What? So I put all this on me out there and you don't fucking care— I-I-I-I hated your green eyes, that 4 eyes for an eye (eye) But not "For Your Eyez" With half that talent I'd you tear you, tears It is for you eyes though (here) Here, feel it, I'm being sincere when I tell you to love yourself Or fuck it, cause I don't want you back, heh See, love, I'm no CeeLo but yo, fuck you (fuck you) And I hope your luck's acute I hope you duck too late when a cop shoots at a guy he thinks broke into your room I hope it's your new dick too And I hope you're the reason I grow, boo I hope there's always snow in your driveway so you slip and die—(whoa, whoa, whoa) I kid, it's all jokes But your friends gonna know who this all 'bout Mine really will know And all else may guess, no name be known though (yeah) Crawl back home, k To, much older, charity date replacement (woo) At one time, you'd've taken my breath away (breath away) I'd like it reversed now Deep down, I still kinda miss that I'd bargain with a fountain to get back Those years, I was ready to go, heartbeat Oh dear, you stumbled onto my track at night So I turned off my headlights You could be anyone at this point It's been quite some time since then I'm sure you're not familiar with who I've become (Not that you'd care) But he's awfully cold from burns, you oughta know He hopes you choke, go broke And blindly buy into the jokes he throws At you, he's so exhausted on this fucking topic He knows he needs to stop it But unlike heartless cunts, it's hard for him to walk away once I fall, that's all I got, you're not Living here among my thoughts but I'll See you soon, in yours [Outro] I hope you're happy |