Kyle Lucas - Cellar Door lyrics

Cellar Door (Intro) Im a be honest, It's so beyond us It's hard to rationalize when you turn pre-madonna All that Dilaudid, got your eyes red like piranhas You get so heated like you sleep up in a sauna It's like you only fight with me just to hear yourself talk And I swear this sh** got worse once you got off your Zoloft You should probably get back on that sh** … or at least go and talk to somebody (Verse 1) Look I don't even know how we lost control I don't even know how we lost all hope Young girl with an old soul I'm just a dude with a decent flow Speak heat over beats the emcee i know Go and reach the elite to beach we go And come back settle down to a decent home Because sh** was all good just a week ago But when it comes to you i'm like a surgeon, who's hands shaky I lack patience I don't even need no handshake from your new man i mean for damn sake I mean why you gotta be on that ho sh** Why you gotta bring up that old sh** Then act surprise when you get a rise, i mean no sh**, b**h you know this (Hook 1) I guess you think I wouldn't notice I guess you think I lost all focus Try to distract with a magic act, disappear so I wrote this You hung your own self, I just showed you were that rope is (Verse 2) Keeps saying how she's innocent, talks about she's so intimate With new guys but still finds time just to constantly vent on the internet Well, sub tweet till your thumbs week Keep typing and writing about how you was right but won't get a response out of me no Ho please, we know I don't deal with these people Or text back after each show Especially when you so evil Keep sending me all those diatribes Getting back together how you dying to try Then turn around and you lying about guys That you f**ed whole time well an eye for an eye (Hook 2) Ima go f** all your friends Get revenge Get revenge, get revenge I'ma go f** all your friends Get revenge Now were even, now we're even (Verse 3) Ugh, these ho's need Jesus, or these ho's new Moses Or these ho's need Buddha, or a least sh** a higher dosage Probably go and get some therapy, least maybe little life coaching Cause something in you still scaring me, i'm thinking it's a little psychosis I know it's hard to stomach, had to keep it 100 Had 99 problems you were damn near all of ‘em Guess i'm at my last straw Sick of being your rag doll Sick of being your punching bag, it's like f** this hag But you asked for it Yup