Frida

Frida, Frida tried to take my ex-boyfriend
Frida, Frida tried to take my ex-boyfriend
I fed you grapes, coffee… cookie, I gave you my seat
You pretended to be interested in me
While I know you were waiting for me to leave
Were you tortured by the same things I was?
Running around looking for love to steal
Frida, could’ve been real with me
Could’ve tried to heal
I bent over backwards trying to grasp
How I could b his only lady
While it was you he was filming ass naked
For his bullshit movi
Frida, Frida tried to take my ex-boyfriend
Frida, Frida tried to take my ex-boyfriend
You made me jealous, you made me jealous, that’s how I knew I wasn’t in love
Because I would’ve run off with your best friend, if you had one
Just to make you jealous too, just to make you jealous too
Everyone’s got to hurt like I do
Everyone’s got to hurt like I do
Everyone’s got to hurt like I do, just like I do
Isn’t that right, Frida?
Frida, Frida tried to take my ex-man