I'm Not Playing This Game (Lyrics)

Decisions are in.

Anxiety's up.

A heartbeat's for fools.

I'm not making excuses

for talk I don't own.

Believe anyone.

Holding the knives,

the gossip queen,

drama king,

friends when time was new,

they have your vision.

Lend an ear?

No, given away.

Paid off for lies.

Traded in poor faith.

I'm not making excuses

for talk I don't own.

Don't talk to me.

Go to your sources,

your trusted bros.

They know me

better than you.

A full 5 months,

3 dog years, right?

Yeah, they know

the things I really mean,

that I have no

good intentions.

Spiteful bitch.

Manipulative.

I'm filling the machine.

Coating candies

with sweet lies.

I'm not making excuses

for talk I don't own.

I don't care what they say,

but I'm cut

by how easily

you believe.

Paranoia's slick.

Your friends will tell you:

Watch out for girls,

especially your own,

whoever she is.

I'm not making excuses

for talk I don't own.

Tired of prying,

at what someone else's said.

You're mad but

I'm not making excuses

for talk I don't own.