Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I don't really care if you like me or not
But I know that you want me to
Anything I do, I know you're gonna watch
To rumor up that I'm a fool
[Verse 2]
You and all your friends have to walk in a squad
'Cause y'all are so insecure
Overcompensate 'cause you're sizin' me up
The oldest trick in the book
[Verse 3]
There's nothin' you could do, to dampen up my mood
There's nothin' you could say, won't like you anyways
I know that you been hurt, don't mean that it's our turn
Mmm
[Verse 4]
'Cause I know what you really want, a little more confidence
This is where it's gotta stop, I'm tired of hearin' it
You're just gonna be a fraud with nothin' but fickle friends
Greek god, good god, Greek god, oh
[Verse 5]
I don't like how you never shut up
'Cause you got dirt on everyone
And since you always swear that you wanted me gone
Then why don't you go get your gun?
[Verse 6]
'Cause you don't really hate me (You're a little baby)
You don't wanna end me (You wanna be friendly)
And it's not surprising (I can see you smilin')
Every time you kick me, you're not gonna win me
[Verse 7]
'Cause I know what you really want, a little more confidence
This is where it's gotta stop, I'm tired of hearin' it
You're just gonna be a fraud with nothin' but fickle friends
Greek god, good god, Greek god, oh
[Verse 8]
I don't care about your little threats
All the kids in your clique are pretend
I don't mind when you play with my head
I flip around, play with yours instead
I don't like what you said to my friends
One day, you're gonna regret ever messin' with them
[Verse 9]
'Cause I know what you really want, a little more confidence
This is where it's gotta stop, I'm tired of hearin' it
You're just gonna be a fraud with nothin' but fickle friends
Greek god, good god, Greek god, oh
Written by: Conan Gray