Fuckboi

I spat on you, and you called me a dog
Two years later, I saw you pregnant
In my grandma’s bridal shop
I forgot you yelled at me, 'cause I called you a slut
Oh what a shitty thing to say
Such a shitty thing to say
I bet you and I both had it rough
I shouldn’t have taken out on you
How I hated me so much
I don’t deserve the chance to say I’m sorry, but I must
Because I have to live with me
I have to live inside of me
I have to sleep in me
And so selfishly I hope
I hope you don’t remember that this happened
And I hope that you are thriving
I pray you’re resting easy
I hope you love your baby
I only hope you know how right you were
Oh, I only hope you know how right you were