Ethan Kuzmak - Ptsd Lyrics

What bitch?
You got something to say?
Talk a lot of trash
Can't say it to my face?
You type it all out
And text it all online
I could give a f*ck
Now that you're out of my life

No longer on my phone
I'll always have your number blocked
You'll never get another chance
Because of all the shit you talked
Lies, lies, lies
I can tell you like a f*cking clock
You wanted something out of me
You took the key, broke the lock
I've heard enough
Don't wanna hear your explanation
Promiscuous girl
Whenever I am on vacation
If I could see your face
Would I see hesitation
Cause if I was in the room
I'd know my motivation

But now, you want advice
And now, you want attention
And now, you say I'm number one
Last week I was your second

All that time I wasted on you
While you were second guessing
I should have walked away
Before it became obsession
Not to mention the lies
The fact there was no trust
All the ways you f*cked me
Just to see when I would bust
Knowing the consequences
Since you already slipped up
But its too late for that now
I've already woken up

Now I'm the bad guy
Guess now I'm the villain
At least that's what you tell people
When I'm not there to listen
There's two sides of every story
And I hate the way you twist it
Time to set the record straight
For anyone who may have missed it
You said, you had to kick me
Out of your house
Meanwhile, I was in Edmonton
Chillin' on the couch
Talkin' about how I missed you
How I wished you were here
At the time I didn't think
I had anything to fear
Just like we were both scared
While you were in the hospital
I was the only one there for you
Isn't that comical?
And after that you said I only cared about the sex
Are you f*cking kidding me?
Don't I deserve any respect?
Guess not, all this effort down the drain
Washed away, like the stress that I went through every day
Just from being with you
Just from trying to make you proud
Stop ignoring the problems, bitch you're gonna finally hear me out loud
Lies, like when you miscarried our baby
Only to make sure that I would have stayed with
You manipulative demon
A spawn from satan's semen
I survived the stressful nightmare
No longer am I dreaming

But now, you want advice
And now, you want attention
And now, you say I'm number one
Last week I was your second

All that time I wasted on you
While you were second guessing
I should have walked away
Before it became obsession
Not to mention the lies
The fact there was no trust
All the ways you f*cked me
Just to see when I would bust
Knowing the consequences
Since you already slipped up
Nut its too late for that now
I've already woken up

Red cars, and PTSD
All I ever wanted was you next to me
That doesn't matter now
Since I was just your flirt
The fact he'll cease to call me dad
That's the shit that really hurts