So you got your feelings hurt
Now you're feeling depressed
Just because we had sex and it didn't last
Now you want revenge, you want to put me on blast?
Remember all those girls you played?
And all the lies you told back in the day to get laid?
An excuse for Suze, you got a story for Lori
And all those other girls you only called when you were horny
So yeah, it′s nothing that you didn't do first
The only difference is, you probably did it worse
So look at the big bad soldier
Declaring holy war on every girl who didn′t mean to fuck him over
But karma's a bitch for hypocrites who kiss and tell
And talk shit about girls who only wished him well
So if you wanna chat, then stick to the facts
From Russia with love, Maddie
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