Fret

I'm under pressure girl

I can't give you the world, not yet

I've never told you a lie

We're gonna make it babe, don't fret

She played the strings of my heart

Love is cursed from the start, I swear

I don't know where we are

But I know where we're going next

Dress me up like a mannequin

Tell secrets like the Vatican

I don't wanna be sad again

I can't get myself trapped again

I thought they'd be here till the end

But karma is my only friend

Loneliness is creeping in

Every day they try me

Talkin' shit to spite me

But my glocks are Siamese

I keep my twins beside me

I'm under pressure, girl

I can't give you the world, not yet

I've never told you a lie

We're gonna make it babe, don't fret

She played the strings of my heart

Love is cursed from the start, I swear

I don't know where we are

But I know where we're going next