Good Manners

My word against yours

No key and a locked door

I’m overpowered

You should be right and I’m wrong

Well if you say so

Am I the coward?

You say

I should keep my mouth shut

But never stay too quiet

I’ve spent hours

In living someone else’s life

Pretending it’s my own

And I’m so tired

I’m so tired

Act like it don’t fucking matter

Give it to you on a silver platter

Cause I got good manners

But I’d rather see you’re mad at me

I don’t care about my status

Gotta get my shit together

Fuck my good manners

Yeah I’d rather see you’re mad at me

Good manners

Fuck my good manners

Good manners

Fuck my good manners

Got too caught up chasing validation

Always afraid of leaving the wrong impression

I say what I like you can call me crazy

Cut the chit chat I know you hate me

Uh oh, I might’ve been a liar

Act like it don’t fucking matter

Give it to you on a silver platter

Cause I got good manners

But I’d rather see you’re mad at me

I don’t care about my status

Gotta get my shit together

Fuck my good manners

Yeah I’d rather see you’re mad at me

Good manners

Fuck my good manners

Good manners

Fuck my good manners

Yeah I’d rather see you’re mad at me