Sad Boy

I caught you lying again
Think I don't see it when
You write lines you never said
If you're so sorry prove it then
'Cause your songs are fucking lies
Lyrics you can't stand by
Sad boy don't you dare cry
'Cause you're so good at bad goodbyes

Do your brand new friends buy what you're selling
How'd your show with Post Malone go?
Oh wait that never happened

So go cry to all your famous friends 'cause
I know your lies, sad boy
Go cry yourself to sleep in the bed you made
'Cause I know your kind, sad boy

Cut strings you had on me
Told myself I'm finally free
Always crying wanting sympathy
You dug a hole to bury me
While you're busy digging up the dead
Let out the ghosts under your bed
Tell the world of everything they said
While you take credit once again

Did you think this all would be forgotten?
Like the letter you had written
Just to keep me silent

So go cry to all your famous friends 'cause
I know your lies, sad boy
Go cry yourself to sleep in the bed you made
'Cause I know your kind, sad boy

Keeping that perfect image but it's all an act
Wanna talk shit baby, well three can play at that
Been on the come up so long I've been there and back
It's hard to bend the truth when you're facing facts

So go cry to all your famous friends 'cause
I know your lies, sad boy
Go cry yourself to sleep in the bed you made
'Cause I know your kind, sad boy

I caught you lying again
Think I don't see it when
You write lines you never said
If you're so sorry prove it then
'Cause your songs are fucking lies
Lyrics you can't stand by
Sad boy don't you dare cry
'Cause you're so good at bad goodbyes