Make up on my sweatshirt
Your clothes up on my floor
Mascara lines are measured
By scars we had before, yeah

You told me that I'm crazy, maybe
I'm living in a daydream, daydream yeah
I just wanna put ice on your wrist
I just wanna be down for a bitch who's down for me
Hop up in the whip go down on me
I know your daddy rich 'cause your tears Versace
Gucci lipstick and it's all up on me
Gucci lipstick and it's all up on me

Make up smearing down your face
Poison lips I love the taste
I can't get you out my brain
Gucci lipstick bloodstain
I wish I didn't notice every single switch up in energy
Little change in tone yeah I let that shit get to me
And my smarter half is saying that I better just let it be
But my brain just keeps on racing like I'm taking amphetamines
Smoking right down to the cigarette butt
Burn through the filter no I don't give a fuck
Inhale taking all the poison in my lungs
Pop a couple addys thinking what have I become, yah

Make up on my sweatshirt
Your clothes up on my floor
Mascara lines are measured
By scars we had before, yeah

You told me that I'm crazy, maybe
I'm living in a daydream, daydream yeah
I just wanna put ice on your wrist
I just wanna be down for a bitch who's down for me
Hop up in the whip go down on me
I know your daddy rich 'cause your tears Versace
Gucci lipstick and it's all up on me
Gucci lipstick and it's all up on me