IDGAF (Feat. blackbear)

You were caught in a lie, said it with your eyes Said to all my homies that you weren't even mine You didn't think twice, got a heart made of ice And that sh- hit me, did me dirty I never asked why, and I never did cry I never told another how I felt inside Demons don't hide when I'm dreaming at night And I won't mislead you, you'll miss me 'Cause I don't give a f- about you no more Give me back my hoodies or I'm kicking down doors You weren't even pretty, looking back and I'm sure You still miss me, that's so funny I don't give a f- about you, you swore You would never talk about me before, you lied Looking filthy in your ugly jean shorts You still kissed me, now sh- history I don't mind if we speak again I don't wanna be cool I don't wanna be friends Leave me half alive, on my homies, you was flirty Fill me up with lies and you did me so dirty 'Cause I don't give a f- about you no more Left me bleeding with my heart on the floor You were never really mine, I was never really yours You're the demon on my shoulder I'm just trying to ignore And I don't give a sh- about your fake a- friends Hollywood Hills, where we play pretend I don't wanna say I'm sorry, I don't wanna make amends I would never make a mistake like you again 'Cause I don't give a f- about you no more Give me back my hoodies or I'm kicking down doors You weren't even pretty, looking back and I'm sure You still miss me, that's so funny I don't give a f- about you, you swore You would never talk about me before, you lied Looking filthy in your ugly jean shorts You still kissed me, now sh- history Regardless your so heartless Led my heart into your darkness Hid the truth behind your heartless, pretty face (aww) And I know you're running out of other options Live in your head rent free and there are toxins And I wake up every morning with a smile on my face Knowing full well you were put up for adoption Oh sh-, yeah I went there, but honestly I don't care You never did try to play fair with me Left me broken with scars making all these remarks So now this is the part where I leave 'Cause I don't give a f- about you no more (no more) Give me back my hoodies or I'm kicking down doors (down doors) You weren't even pretty, looking back and I'm sure You still miss me, that's so funny I don't give a f- about you, you swore (you swore) You would never talk about me before, you lied Looking filthy in your ugly jean shorts You still kissed me, now sh- history