Jerri - Maniac

She was playing with my heart, I put in extra effort
Gave her everything and more that shit was detrimental
She ain't ever wanted love that shit is evidential
She's allergic to my trust I need some epinephrine
Used to toss me to the side cus she can't see potential
Thought that I was unprepared, bitch look at my credentials
Used to be my number one, man she was influential
Used to tell her friends about me, now it's confidential
And every word I'm spitting out is always sentimental
Yeah I've been rapping out my feelings to these instrumentals
And if I make it to the top it won't be accidental
Like getting good at all the sports I practice fundamentals
I fill the holes up in my heart with all these presidentials
Sad mistake, I'm back to loneliness it's consequential
If money really make you happy go and get your bread up
Cus you're gonna to need like hella bands, stack them monumental
I don't really know what she wants from me
Thought I knew her well but she's hard to read
Penny for your thoughts, you can talk to me
Walking out the door, now I'm left to bleed
I'm alone with my thoughts going mad
Took the knife and she put in my back
Body's in the bag
She's a maniac
She been doing what she want she got no repercussions
She ain't doing what I say she don't want no discussion
So I been doing what I want, I don't need no disruption
Got the purple in the cup, I'm on that Robitussin
Having trouble moving on, I'm holding on to nothing
Hard to leave it all behind, I never thought I'd love her
Had to go through all this shit but they're gonna know I'm stronger
Telling stories to my kids, I came I saw I conquered
Tryna stop my self from turning to a monster
I been smoking through the pain I think I need a fucking doctor
Yeah, the world was closing in, then it started getting darker
They don't wanna see me win so I started working harder
Had to give her ass the boot, I ain't talking bout no soccer
Through the valley, through the desert, through the rain I really wander
Had to hold my head up high and then I make my pockets larger
I don't need no Mary Jane I ain't no Peter fucking Parker
I don't really know what she wants from me
Thought I knew her well, but she's hard to read
Penny for your thoughts, you can talk to me
Walking out the door, now I'm left to bleed
I'm alone with my thoughts going mad
Took the knife and she put in my back
Body's in the bag
She's a maniac

Written by:
Jeremiah Eaton

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