VROOM VROOM

Sold my soul just for some fucking streams
 Yet somehow I feel even more empty
 Dressed up as my dad for Halloween
 Just to tell me, that I'm proud of me
 Scared to get cancelled, I don't know why
 I don't even have anything to hide
 And okay, I know, maybe that's a lie
 But some stuff should just never see the light
 Vroom, vroom
 I'm in me mom's car
 I'm on my way to break your heart
 'Cause breaking you's my favorite part
 Yeah, breaking you's my favorite part
 Vroom, vroom
 Skirt across your yard
 I hope you like my tire marks
 And please give your dad my regards
 It's not his fault you have no heart
 Have you told your therapist about me
 Or are you still crying 'bout that last dweeb?
 I know you said he was your everything
 But when do you start crying about me?
 I think my dad hates me, I don't know why
 It's probably 'cause he found out I'm bi
 Dad, I'm not gay, I just like kissing guys
 It all tastes the same when you close your eyes
 Vroom, vroom
 I'm in me mom's car
 I'm on my way to break your heart
 'Cause breaking you's my favorite part
 Yeah, breaking you's my favorite part
 Vroom, vroom
 Skirt across your yard
 I hope you like my tire marks
 And please give your dad my regards
 It's not his fault you have no heart
 No heart
 No heart
 No heart
 Are all these people here for me
 Or only for the songs I sing?
 'Cause frankly, it's fucking draining
 Trying to please all of your needs
 Am I even someone to you
 Or just the soundtrack to your youth?
 I get it, I'll always feel used
 Guess I just expected more from you
 Vroom, vroom
 I'm in me mom's car
 I'm on my way to break your heart
 'Cause breaking you's my favorite part
 Yeah, breaking you's my favorite part
 Vroom, vroom
 Skirt across your yard
 I hope you like my tire marks
 And please give your dad my regards
 It's not his fault you have no heart