Post break up beauty, I’m bleeding in 4K
lip gloss on the wound, make the pain look gourmet
still got your hoodie, but the scent’s decayed
I’m a ghost in the mirror, just twerking on the grave
mirrorball tears, drip to a club beat
call it self-care when I’m choking on the dubstep
fucked up, gorgeous, like a car crash in Versace
tag my trauma #cute, watch the likes try to stop me
I’m the ex you can’t archive, high fashion messiah
cry in couture, set the closet on fire
post break up pretty, pretty toxic, pretty broke
but the flash still loves me every time the shutter smoke