Untitled Song

I was a little shy when we met

Next I saw your hoodie's burn were from a cigarette (ette)

Third I found out I was only your pet

 

Soon, I found out that you were the threat

I had to dig my way through the dirt you threw on my name

I recently just figured out that you only needed me for the money and the fame

Whenever I do something wrong I get the hint that you think of me as lame

Now I know that I was only here for you to tame