So What

Yeah I snuck out your bed,

So what

I'm a cold hearted kid,

No love

I'll take you home

But I won't take your calls

And I'm not sorry at all,

I'm not sorry at all

I've got a problem with commitment

But hate to sleep alone

So highly prone to bad decisions

Should've stopped

It as you bit my bottom lip

It's just I really think

You thought this was something that it isn't

See my parents split so I'm a total cynic,

Don't believe in love

I believe in something slightly different

And it was sweet of you to take me out to brunch

But now my jeans are on your ottoman

And I'm about to run

Got a show in Atlanta,

All alone getting hammered,

Might've accidentally called you

On the road like forever,

And it's cold in December,

And I know it's really no excuse

I'm usually a nice girl,

Didn't mean for you to be hurt

But I'll break your heart

And steal your f**king T-shirt

You should know in love and war all is fair

Got your fingers running through my hair

Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what

I'm a cold hearted kid, no love

I'll take you home

But I won't take your calls

And I'm not sorry at all,

I'm not sorry at all

Yeah,

Said it was cute the way I'm empty?

So I deleted every message that you sent me

Think it's probably best to just forget we ever met

I'm a f**king wreck,

Barely holding steady

Anyway you shake it,

You should've taken it as a warning

When I told you I was cold,

That I'd be gone by the morning

Got a little faded,

Told a couple secrets

Like how I only like you on the weekends

Flying straight to Chicago,

Everyday feeling hollow

Churn it out?

I don't wanna get close nah

Surprise me with the presents,

So like right away

I'm trying to get the f**k up

Out of your zip code ah

You got a real job,

And a nice apartment,

You're perfect

I got a dozen numbers

Stuffed inside my purse yeah

You should know in love

And war all is fair

Watch your fingers

Running through my hair

Yeah I snuck out your bed,

So what

I'm a cold hearted kid,

No love

I'll take you home

But I won't take your calls

And I'm not sorry at all,

I'm not sorry at all

Ducking under door frames,

Order even more drinks

Wonder if I'll ever know

The pleasure of a sure thing

Lately I feel sick,

Reeling from real shit

Got a bunch of problems that

I just don't want to deal with

So I'm wallowing all alone

Following monotone

Voices that keep hollering inside

My f**king collar bone

Nobody catching me,

Living like I'm seventeen

Pay no mind

I'll just be masterminding

My own tragedies

I learned to never trust a man

Heartbreaks had enough of them

So I'm creeping down the stairs,

Didn't say goodbye

Could be better

But I just don't want to try

Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what

I'm a cold hearted kid, no love

I'll take you home

But I won't take your calls

And I'm not sorry at all,

I'm not sorry at all

So What - K.Flay