the cake is a lie

Always been stubborn, if I die then I'm gon' die on this hill (huh, yes, yes)

There ain't no chemical imbalance you can fix with a pill

Hard to keep my composure (hard to keep my composure)

Stare at the clock just to peak when it's over, ah

You would think I control ya (you would think I control ya)

I could rework my soul for some decent exposure

Crisis averted, sweet nothings, perfectly worded, I lied

Think I deserved it, but, baby, you've been pervertin' my mind