Lemons

There’s a billion people on this planet
That you could bother but you for some reason you chose me
I wish I could give you the attention
That you ordered but I just don’t have the energy

And maybe I’m the one that’s being overdramatic but I don’t think so
I do know for a fact though, that you’re a definite coward
And I think it might be time for you to go

You’re a sour little boy
With a fragile masculinity
You saw me as your toy
Now that I’m not you abuse me
You’re a sour little boy
Absolutely no fun
You saw me as your toy
Now that I’m not you throw a tantrum

When life give you lemons
You don’t make lemonade
You use them to make girls cry
You take those lemons with no sugar at all
And you squirt them right into our eyes

When life give you lemons
You don’t make lemonade
You use them to make girls cry
You take those lemons with no sugar at all
And you squirt them right into our eyes

When life give you lemons
You don’t make lemonade
You use them to make girls cry
You take those lemons with no sugar at all
And you squirt them right into our eyes

I’ve tried to remain patient with your stupid shenanigans but you’ve given me no other choice
You tried to knock me over by acting like you’re above me and pretending that I don’t have a voice
And I don’t wanna encourage your abusive behavior but I just can’t let you win
I’m legitimately tired of being walked all over
By these insecure babies who think that they’re men

You’re a sour little boy
With a fragile masculinity
You saw me as your toy
Now that I’m not you abuse me
You’re a sour little boy
Absolutely no fun
You saw me as your toy
Now that I’m not you throw a tantrum

When life gives you lemons
You don’t make lemonade
You use them to make girls cry
You take those lemons with no sugar at all
And you squirt them right into our eyes

When life gives you lemons
You don’t make lemonade
You use them to make girls cry
You take those lemons with no sugar at all
And you squirt them right into our eyes

L-E-M-O-N-S
L-E-M-O-N-S (sour little boy)
L-E-M-O-N-S
L-E-M-O-N-S (fragile masculinity)
L-E-M-O-N-S
L-E-M-O-N-S
L-E-M-O-N-S
L-E-M- (squirt them right into our eyes)