Relationships are too much of a hassle
And in the end I am just seen as an asshole
So instead of you feeling like a hostage
In my castle and I am Ariel Castro
Why don’t cha escape like El Chapo?
Instead of us ending up in a chapel
As you will only love me if I had the capital
Therefore to you I’m just collateral
Because all we do is battle, leave our cages rattled
And cause ourselves to have another fiasco
So why go down this road that we’ve already traveled?
Because being with me will only leave you baffled
I’ll admit that our love was like winning a raffle
But if you cut deep into what we had like a scalpel
All you’ll see is just another asshole
Is whatcha made me out to be!