Can we just be honest?
These are the requirements If you think you can be my one and only true love
You must promise to love me And damn it, if you fuck me over
I will rip your fucking face apart Step one
You must accept that I’m a little out my mind Step two
This is a waste if you can’t walk me down the finish line Step three
Give me passion, don’t make fun of my fashion Step four
Give me more, give me more, more If you can’t handle a heart like mine
Don’t waste your time with me If you’re not down to bleed, no, oh
If you can’t handle the choking, the biting The loving, the smothering
‘Til you can’t handle it no more, no more Go home Can we just be honest?
These are the requirements If you think you can be my one and only true love
You must promise to love me And damn it, if you fuck me over
I will rip your fucking face apart High school sweethearts, line up
They’re trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up
If you’re not my type High school sweethearts, line up
They’re trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up
If you’re not my type Step five
You can’t be scared to show me off and hold my hand Step six, if you can’t put in work, I don’t know what you think this fucking is Step seven, this one goes to eleven
If you cheat, you will die, die If you can’t handle a heart like mine
Don’t waste your time with me If you’re not down to bleed, no, oh
If you can’t handle the choking, the biting The loving, the smothering
‘Til you can’t handle it no more, no more Go home Can we just be honest?
These are the requirements If you think you can be my one and only true love
You must promise to love me And damn it, if you fuck me over
I will rip your fucking face apart High school sweethearts, line up
They’re trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up
If you’re not my type High school sweethearts, line up
They’re trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up
If you’re not my type Could you hold me through the night?
Put your lips all over my mine Salty face when I start cryin’
Could you be my first time? Eat me up like apple pie
Make me not wanna die Love me rough and let me fly
Get me up, yeah, get me high Tie me down, don’t leave my side
Don’t be a waste of my time Can we just be honest?
These are the requirements If you think you can be my one and only true love
You must promise to love me And damn it, if you fuck me over
I will rip your fucking face apart High school sweethearts, line up
They’re trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up
If you’re not my type High school sweethearts, line up
They’re trying to waste my time High school sweethearts, shut up
If you’re not my type