Haunt

Didn’t really wanna see a strangers dick this morning

But he sent it to me anyway

And it was gross and kind of boring

It’ll take a little more than that to haunt me, sweetie

It’ll take a little more than that to haunt me

So I blocked him from my music page

And tried my best to erase

The monsters creeping

The monsters creeping

But my, oh my, there’s this other fucking guy

And he’s been far worse than dick pics

It feels like his whole life’s about getting in my head

And usually I’m stronger than what he’s done or said

But tonight I am just seeing red

And I just can’t seem to go to bed

And I feel like a teenager

And I want him to simply disappear

And I want my mum to wipe off my tears

And I want my dad to make him feel all the fears

But it’ll take a little more than that to haunt me

It’ll take a little more than that to haunt me, sweetie

I won’t get wrapped up in whatever kind of madness he’s been brewing for me

Wrapped up in whatever kind of sadness

I’m a victim of his madness

A victim of his sadness

Oh, he’s underestimating all the forces that he’s messing with

Will kick him in the groin with all the power of the mightiest

Magical mystical feminine power

Shower you in all your sins

No, you’re not forgiven

And it’ll take a little more than that to haunt me

It’ll take a little more than that to haunt me