Is that a vendetta you got for me?
Or would call it love?
You say you got nothing but good thoughts for me
I call you on your bluff.

There s nothing in nature that looks like this
You sign the insult in a text with a kiss
And then expect me to just get over it
Like it s some misunderstanding

You say ooooo it s just digital static
Ooooo you know I didn t really mean it
You re looking too hard, man just forget it
You re looking too hard, you re so sensitive

Is that a vendetta you got for me?
Or would call it love?
You say you got nothing but good thoughts for me
I call you on your bluff.

And if you were honest you d have to admit
That you meant to make me feel awful and full of regret
And then you hashtag the shit out of it
Code it and laced it with under toned hatred
Post it and paste it with sugarcoated blades
Wondering how the days turned us both into slaves

In a digital world the posting and posing
Can overturn truth and feign the feasting
The water tables drain while another selfie reigns
And silicone injections leave the sheets stained

I can t distinguish what s real from fake
So I post an image to cover up the heartbreak
I just fake it because I can t shake it
Sign another insult in a text with a kiss
And wonder how we got steamrolled into this
Pushed into it

Is that a vendetta you got for me?
Or would call it love?
You say you got nothing but good thoughts for me
I call you on your bluff.

Copyright: Aporia Records Inc.
Writer(s): ALIDA KINNIE STARR, DOUGLAS ALLAN ROMANOW