You Look Like A Drunk Phoebe Bridgers

Da, da, da, da, da, da-da-da Don't try and say I didn't warn ya Should've left those games in California You've got a knife, well, I've got a gun If you're gonna walk, then I'm gonna run Right over you 'Cause I've got nothing to lose Whoa, whoa He's a dirty thief Whoa, whoa Stay the hell away from me All you want Is to take the money and run You son of a bitch, I've had it Stay away from me Go ahead, I'll let you take the first punch 'Cause, honey, I know you ain't got much You're going down in front of your friends You try to get up, I'll knock your ass out again I mean all disrespect Whoa, whoa He's a dirty thief Whoa, whoa Stay the hell away from me All you want Is to take the money and run You son of a bitch, I've had it Stay away from me Stay away from me You're a snake, you're a liar I'm sick and I'm tired of you running your mouth You're a snake, you're a liar I'm sick and I'm tired, I'm ending this shit now Whoa, whoa He's a dirty thief Whoa, whoa Stay the hell away from me All you want Is to take the money and run You son of a bitch, I've had it Stay away from me (You've got a knife, well, I've got a gun) (If you're gonna walk, then I'm gonna run) stay away from me (You're going down in front of your friends) you better stay away (You've got a knife, well, I've got a gun) (If you're gonna walk, then I'm gonna run) stay the hell away (You're going down in front of your friends) Stay away from me