Mandy Ventrice
Mandy Ventrice
Singer | Songwriter | Vocal Producer

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WRITTEN BY Mandy Ventrice & OHMR

my heart is bitter/ the blood you spilled won’t dry

but my skin’s thicker / these eyes no longer cry

i will rise / you will decline

i won’t give up just because you burned me

there’s no grudge / i got nothing against love

this vendetta’s long been overdue

i’m not saying i’m anti-love / i’m anti-you

you can’t come back here

i have no room for grace

this pain is sincere / this backlash is your fate

i will go on where you don’t belong

i won’t give up just because you burned me

there’s no grudge / i got nothing against love

this vendetta’s long been overdue

i’m not saying i’m anti-love / i’m anti-you

i hope your knees are bruised from crawling back

and i mean that

from the bottom of the heart you stabbed

i’ll love another / this is true

cause love never hurt me

that was you

and i won’t give up just because you burned me

there’s no grudge / i got nothing against love

this vendetta’s long been overdue

i’m not saying i’m anti-love / i’m anti-you

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WRITTEN BY Mandy Ventrice & OHMR

you think i’m like those other chicks

who don’t read books or follow politics

but i know exactly who you are (i know who you are)

you tell me what you think i wanna know

but what you do don’t match the audio

so you won’t be gettin’ very far (you won’t be gettin’ it)

baby you should wear a suit and tie

with a briefcase full of all your lies

but what you’re sellin’ i don’t wanna buy

the jig is up i call your bluff

my heart ain’t up for profit

you’re just a con-artist

if i’m being honest

you are a professional liar

i think it’s time you retire

cause i ain’t here for that shit no more

tell me what the fuck for

i ain’t sick, just tired

of your plagiarizin’

all that improvisin’

how you keep all your stories straight when they fluctuate

baby i ain’t hirin’ no professional liar

yo, i’ve gotta give a little credit

you’ve got a knack for being full of shit

you’re the man of myths, a legend

baby you should be certified

or get a medal for all those times

you got a girl thinkin’ you’re a nice guy

the jig is up i call your bluff

my heart ain’t up for profit

you’re just a con-artist

if i’m being honest

you are a professional liar

look, i think you’re cute

maybe even a little funny

but the truth seems to get a little muddy with you

you got the puddin’ but ain’t got the proof

so don’t get the situation confused

my heart ain’t up for profit

you’re just a con-artist

if i’m being honest

you are a professional liar