Lyrics

I pay no mind
You're livin' your quote-quote best life
And talkin' to other guys
Claimin' you don't miss the way your lips pressed up on mine
But your body language is sayin', "You're so far from fine"
You're so far from fine
Just a spoiled kid breaking things for enjoyment
Wonderin' where your favorite toy went
Waited two years for a song from your boyfriend
(But I wasn't your boyfriend)
Cry, crybaby, it's the saddest you'll get from me
A fine wine watered down with tears as a threat
So let it out, let it fall
But you won't catch me picking up at 2 a.m. when you call
So cry, cry baby
To someone who might care at all
(Crybaby, crybaby)
(Crybaby, crybaby)
I don't really want
To give you something that you think you deserve, but
I'll give you credit where the credit is due
'Cause there's a whole lot of words that rhyme with narcissist
And synonyms for what you did to me
You're a dime a dozen, so don't try to act like it was when it wasn't
Cry, crybaby, it's the saddest you'll get from me
A fine wine watered down with tears as a threat
So let it out, let it fall
But you won't catch me picking up at 2 a.m. when you call
So cry, crybaby
To someone who might care at all
(Crybaby, crybaby)
(Crybaby, crybaby)
(Crybaby, crybaby)
(Crybaby, crybaby)
Cry, baby, cry, baby, cry
Tell me, how that's going for you tonight?
Cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, you're drowning
But you know my pillow's dry
Cry, crybaby, it's the saddest you'll get from me
A fine wine watered down with tears as a threat
So let it out, let it fall
But you won't catch me picking up at 2 a.m. when you call
So cry, cry baby
To someone who might care at all
(Crybaby, crybaby)
(Crybaby, crybaby)
(Crybaby, crybaby, cry)
(You're drowning)
(But you know my pillow's dry)
Written by: Alexander Coles, Cam Becker, Caroline Romano, Dom Frissora, Spencer Jordan, Zach Smith
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