Maybe
That if you take the backseat, Miss Know-It-All
You'd find a man (find a man)
You got no chill, you can't (ain't go no chill)
Damn, baby, and maybe
If I stop blaming the world for my faults
I could evolve
Maybe the pressure just made me too soft (ooh)
'Cause all I seem to do is (seem to do) get in my way (get in my way)
Then blame you it's just a cycle, rinse, recycle
You're so sick, I'm so sick of me too
Call me Miss Crybaby
Call me Miss Crybaby
It's not my fault (it's not my fault)
It's Murphy's law (it's Murphy's law)
What can go wrong will go wrong
Telling you, crybaby
Call me a crybaby
It's not my fault (it's not my fault)
It's Murphy's law (it's Murphy's law)
What can go wrong will go wrong
Don't I know
Don't I know
Lemme know, I know
Oh, you know it
And maybe (maybe)
You should really stop smokin' them Backwoods so you can inch backwards, please
Girl, baby, it's your world, oh
Maybe (maybe)
You should stop focusing all on that negative blocking the positive
Trying to find you my lines, but it's fine I guess
Ruin me every single time
'Cause all I seem to do is get in my way
Dealing with you is just a cycle, I'm so psycho
You so sick, I'm so sick of me too
Call me Miss Crybaby
Call me Miss Crybaby
It's not my fault (it's not my fault)
It's that Murphy's law (it's Murphy's law)
What can go wrong, goin' wrong
Baby, it's crybaby
Oh, it's crybaby
It's not my fault (it's not my fault)
F*ck Murphy's law (it's Murphy's law)
It ain't goin' to what's goin', oh
(It's not the greatest
And I'm still still complainin'
Give it all to live that life)
I know you told stories about me
Most of them awful, all of them true
Here's some for you, yeah, ooh
I know you told stories about me
Most of them awful, all of them true
Here's some for you, yeah (oh)