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We Need to Talk Never

from Redwood by Pyrophoria

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I think my girlfriend broke up with me
We need to talk, I said I agree
It didn’t take all this time to see
I remember I used to dream in we
Fuck that bitch
She left me in a ditch
Swear jar full
She was push not pull
I say what I want
So put it in your favorite font
My debutante
Was radio play that was nonchalant
Yeah I’m a savant
I don’t flaunt
But I’m global and you’re not
And I don’t drop it when it’s hot
But you can pick up the mic I’ll drop
You never cared a lot
You hung up a flower pot
And said this is what I got
And occupancy is all you brought
I wasted a slot
And forgot
How the plot
Got caught
In a life of finding a g-spot
To never tie a knot
To the tune of I hope I get shot
Thanks for the backdrop
Blacktop
I hit the jackpot
The crack rock
I’m just a crackpot
And you’re the bad cop
Not my mascot
You add up
Man doch

Ok here’s the part where I go off
You’ll blow off
Won’t throw my flow off
But I’m glad you broke off
No loss
I was towed off
Hosed off
You closed off
Dozed off
I think you used to be soft
I think I used to be lost
I lost you but had you at what cost
I wrote you songs with fingers crossed
You just tossed
Why bother making it across
Here are my thoughts
Stop texting your mom
God damn the fuck you talk about for so long
Mommy is visiting, have to read from psalm
Can’t talk til she’s gone
See you when she isn’t stuck on
41 year old going strong
To find each button of mine to mash on
Acting a fool, per lil John
Is there a burn your shit emoticon
I’m too old for tinder maybe Match.com
I already cheated and moved on
Two years ago I was already gone

I’m bipolar I know it’s hard
But you’re a fucking lame ass for playing that card
For leaving me in the fucking junkyard
My problems hurt you, well Jesus fuck
Wanna know who else is out of luck
I found myself stuck
Looking for someone not waving down a dump truck
Who was there for me when it went downhill
After you moved and pretended it was ok still
A state line breaks you apart and always will
I just kept getting another pill
I’m bipolar but I rebuild
You left me alone; you were unfulfilled
How many conversations have you killed
By feeding me guilt
For my wilt
I got a head tilt
And here’s another thing too
Fuck you
On Instagram when I’m on the phone with you
You don’t give a fuck what I have to say
Probably texting your mom anyway
She makes you hate yourself for being gay
Praise Jesus and all that mindless decay
Hearsay
Okay
Hate me all day
But she still won’t answer to hey
Couldn’t tell her about my music, she didn’t care
That’s all I do, so it’s all I’d share
But whatever, I forget she’s no longer there
I am free now from warfare
I’m starting a new life elsewhere
She’ll never hear this song; she’s not aware
I loved her once, but truth not dare
My lover broke my heart, this didn’t compare

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from Redwood, released February 21, 2022

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