Bushwick K - Hole (Better Than You)

I cut open my leg

In some adrenaline jump over the gate

I kept on running

My boyfriend was vain

Asked if I worried that I'd never look the same

I think that's funny

I'll never give into you

He says my music's lame

He sits and stares at himself playing guitar all day

And calls that shit art

He's got nothing to say

But his mother told him he could turn a phrase

He took it to heart

I'll never give into you

I think I'm better than you

Cut all my hair off

Then I bleached it blonde

Cut it off again

And then I dyed it red

I'm always a new person you wouldn't get it

Went on a diet

Had a dream that you died and

Only one of those things made me feel any better

I bet you can't guess which one or if I'm kidding

I'll never give into you

I think I'm better than you

I think I'm better

I think I'm better

I think I'm better

And you probably think that I'm a pessimist

Because you have never had to fucking pay for this

And I'm only getting better while you're getting pissed

That I'm a hot-shot rider with a killer kiss

So I get a call at 3am

You're in a k-hole stuck in Bushwick

Going on and on about yourself and how

You still feel lovesick

"Modern tragedy" I cry

I tend to have that effect

And what to do when you lose a girl

Who's cooler than you and your friends

I'll never give into you

(One two one two three go)

I think I'm better than you

I think I'm better

I think I'm better

I think I'm better

And you probably think that I'm a pessimist

Because you have never had to fucking pay for this

And I'm only getting better while you're getting pissed

That I'm a hot-shot rider with a killer kiss

I think I'm better I think I'm better

I think I'm better

I think I'm better than you

I think I'm better I think I'm better

I think I'm better I think I'm better than you