Toxic Romantic

One, two, three, four

It's not you

I swear, it's me

I think my girlfriend hates me

She thinks that I'm mixey in these streets

These streets

Giving up dick to like every single body

Slim in the waist, freckled-faced, a little hottie, yeah

I think my girl can't stand me

She thinks that I'm face-first in the some other cunts

She like to tell me you are what you eat

Guess I'm a cunt so prepare me a feast, yeah

I'm so problematic

My baby said she can't stand it

I'm your toxic romantic, yeah

One, two, three, four

Toxic, toxic

Toxic, toxic

It's not you, it's me

Toxic, toxic

Toxic, toxic

Yep, yep, yep

Uh-huh, yep

Yep, uh-huh, yep

Am I that **** with problems?

Yep, uh-huh, yep

Is there no way I can solve 'em?

Yep, uh-huh, yep

Are you plotting on my demise?

Yep, uh-huh, yep

I can see it in your eyes

Ooh

Bad bitches all in my mind

Swimming around in my thoughts all the time

Guilt trips driving me wild

I shake the dice and I do it with style

I still love you, but I'm in love with myself

No, I do not need some help

I'm so problematic

My baby said she can't stand it

I'm your toxic romantic, yeah

One, two, three, four

Toxic, toxic

Toxic, toxic

It's not you, it's me

Toxic, toxic

Toxic, toxic

I'm so problematic

Yeah

I'm your toxic romantic, uh

And I think, I think she likes it