[ Featuring Stela Cole ]
I hate looking back
I hate looking back, 'cause oh my God
He did me like trash, damn
Why I'm always looking, looking back?
At you like you're something
You said I'm nothin'
Why'd you do that? Tell me, hey
Oh yeah, I see you out and you a f*cking mess
Oh yeah, you should know that I'm the f*cking best
Oh yeah and I should know that I'm the f*cking best
So why do I still cry?
I'm cutting you out
I'm cutting you out of my head
My scissors out, ouch
Guillotine straight to your head
'Cause I never wanna remember
I just wanna picture you dead
And edit you out, now
Edit you out of my head
Edit you out, out, out (ouch)
Out, out, out
Edit you out, out, out (ouch)
Edit you, edit you, my, my
Out, out, out (ouch)
Out, out, out
Edit you out, out, out (ouch)
Edit you, edit you, my, my
I tried to delete you
That didn't teach you, did it?
Took keys to your car, gave you some scars
Just like you gave me, oh
I watched as it burned, laughed 'til it hurt
But that didn't work
Just brought out the worst in me
Oh yeah, I see you out and you a f*cking mess
Oh yeah, you should know that I'm the f*cking best
Oh yeah and I should know that I'm the f*cking best
So why do I still cry?
I'm cutting you out
I'm cutting you out of my head
My scissors out, ouch
Guillotine straight to your head
'Cause I never wanna remember
I just wanna picture you dead
And edit you out, now
Edit you out of my head
Edit you out, out, out (ouch)
Out, out, out
Edit you out, out, out (ouch)
Edit you, edit you, my, my
Out, out, out (ouch)
Out, out, out
Edit you out, out, out (ouch)
Edit you, edit you, my, my
I'm cutting you out
I'm cutting you out of my head
My scissors out, ouch
Guillotine straight to your head
'Cause I never wanna remember
I just wanna picture you dead
And edit you out, now
Edit you out of my head
