Oh my God, what have I done?
I threw a party and invited all my enemies
Hoping they'd bring me nicer things
Ha ha, as if they ever were anything but toxic
I wrote songs about their red flags but I forgot them
I'm sipping ginger beer as I touch the bottom
All my face distorted, all my flowers rotten
I just wanted a taste of what I never had
But my cup's been poisoned
And if they couldn't love me when I was in rags
Then riches I don't owe them
I wanted to be friends again
But it wasn't me who pushed them over
My poorest decision since I got sober
Oh my God, what have I done?
I brought knives to a gunfight
Just sharp enough to cut the cake in slices
And everyone still hates me, even though I made it
Maybe even more since they're all batshit crazy
It's not wine but blood that stains the cotton
All my love forgotten, all my heart's been broken
I just wanted a taste of what I never had
But my cup's been poisoned
And if they couldn't love me when I was in rags
Then riches I don't owe them
I wanted to be friends again
But it wasn't me who pushed them over
My poorest decision since I got sober
The invitations I'm burning with a matchstick
Everyone already got them, but nobody accepted
I won't have my kindness mistaken for weakness
So I wrote it down, my alibi and my witness
I just wanted a taste of what I never had
But my cup's been poisoned
And if they couldn't love me when I was in rags
Then riches I don't owe them
I wanted to be friends again
But it wasn't me who pushed them over
My poorest decision since I got sober
