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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casimiro Joshua Vargas
Casimiro Joshua Vargas
Songwriter
Mia Jane Coyle
Mia Jane Coyle
Songwriter
Henry Grey Huelskamp
Henry Grey Huelskamp
Songwriter
Aaron Alejandro Ruiz
Aaron Alejandro Ruiz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Baby, you're way too old to start drama
And go and cry to your mama
Playin' the part of Primadonna
On a Tuesday, I stopped caring what you say
What you do can't hurt me
You're gonna get it in the worst way
I don't need you messing with my head I'm better off dead
You're a zero, I'm a perfect ten, Got you seeing red
Wouldn't phase me even if you did get the hang of it
You're all dolled up but no one's listening, I got you seeing red
I can't help but cry to the thought of you
Even though I want you too
And I don't really know if I can keep up this lie for you
Can I get your trust back too
I don't need you messing with my head I'm better off dead
You're a zero, I'm a perfect ten, Got you seeing red
Wouldn't phase me even if you did get the hang of it
You're all dolled up but no one's listening, I got you seeing red
You look tired, hanging with people that you hired
Puppets dancing on a wire
You've got the pit
But where's the fire
I don't need you messing with my head I'm better off dead
You're a zero, I'm a perfect 10, Got you seeing red
Wouldn't phase me even if you did get the hang of it
You're all dolled up but no one's listening, I got you seeing red
Written by: Aaron Alejandro Ruiz, Casimiro Joshua Vargas, Henry Grey Huelskamp, Mia Jane Coyle
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