Lyrics:

Yeah
Right here?
Fight just to fuck, just to fight again
World War III justified in bed
Mess me up, now we ain`t even friends
But the truth is I`m kind of tired of

Pretending that I was the guilty one
I wasn`t feeling up no one but you, yeah
Lessons that I just can`t seem to learn
I never thought you`d leave me two for two again

Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You`ll ever find anyone
These bitches can`t measure up, no
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You`ll ever find anyone
These bitches can`t measure up
To my ankles
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles
These bitches don`t make it to my ankles
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles

Strippers and liquor and cigarettes
Apologized, but your Twitter said 'No regrets'
I`d kill for a mute button in my head
You are right, but I`m tired of

Pretending that I was the guilty one
I wasn`t feeling up no one but you, yeah
Lessons that I just can`t seem to learn
I never thought you`d leave me two for two again

Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You`ll ever find anyone
These bitches can`t measure up (yah)
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You`ll ever find anyone
These bitches can`t measure up
To my ankles (period)
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles (no, they don`t)
These bitches don`t make it to my ankles (nah, nah, nah)
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles

Two feet, you`re shallow
Too real, I know too well
Backwoods, you high
Backwards, two feet
Shallow, too real
I know two steps
Backwoods, you high
Backwards, boy
Okay