DFTM - Cry Club

I came here to be alone

And I’m staring at my phone

I turn away after everything you say

You’ve made it clear you don’t wanna hear me

And I wish I’d stayed at home

Do I need to spell it out for you?

Oh, 1−2-3

Times is more than an accident

I want you to

Tell me why you thought that you could touch me

Lights low but I see you clearly

Reaching out like some kind of creep

I told you not to fucking touch me

I could make a scene and make myself the bad guy

And you can tell your friends about that 'crazy bitch you met last night'

When you were «just being nice»

Yeah right!

Do I need to spell it out for you?

Oh hands off me

I’m prepared to make you regret why you came here

Tell me why you thought that you could touch me

Lights low but I see you clearly

Reaching out like some kind of creep

I told you not to fucking touch me

Even if I wanted to

Which I’d never want to

It’s so easy to see through

Everything you’re tryna do

Even if I wanted to (even if I wanted to)

Which I’d never want to (which I’d never want to)

It’s so easy to see through (it's so easy to see through)

Everything you’re tryna do

Tell me why you thought that you could touch me

Lights low but I see you clearly

Reaching out like some kind of creep

I told you not to fucking touch me

I told you not to fucking touch me

I told you not to fucking touch me