Hold me down, I could break all your bones
Play your games, crawl back when it gets old
Bitter heart taught me new ways of faking
Yeah I stole your man, what was I to do? All the good ones were taken

I’m still good
I’m still good

Spare me the details or would you like to know about my new chap
I’m liking the view of my feet up on his lap
You can go back to bed now
While I sharpen my teeth
But look at my face
I ain’t want for beauty sleep

I’m still good
I’m still good
I’m still good
I’m still good

Pour your cologne all over my wounds
The girls doing the gold chain choke are petty fools
I watch from the corner, smoke then roll another
Head in my hands, hating God, hating man

I’m still good
I’m still good
I’m still good
I’m still good