God, you're just a bloodsucker
Yeah, you're drainin' all the hope out of me
I ain't your mother
Don't think you're 'bout to feed off of me
'Cause I'ma find a real man who ain't got to pretend
That he knows the ways around a woman like me
I don't need a bloodsucker
Just drainin' all the life out of me
Oh, please, you tell me that you're sweet
But I just see your bitter ridden insecurities
You say you serve to please, is that what you believe?
'Cause all I ever hear about is me, me, me
I think you're special, don't get me wrong
It takes a special kinda man to piss me off
Read the room, boy, writings on the wall
Did you really think that I was gonna call?