Despite her persistence, he's got her involved in the plan
Stacey, she's fucked 'cause she knows she's got blood on her hands
And I bet my life that he probably don't care about hers
Now, Jamie, he's fucked 'cause he don't know the power of words
You'll see a nasty fuckin' plan in his eye
No thought of Stace when he's got that gun in my face
Trap life ain't pretty, oh
He just sees her as a fitty, oh
It can only go downhill from here
They say "move back to the city"
Her family's rolled up with fear
He's robbed her mother's daughter
Does he not care about her tears
No, he doesn't care about her tears
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Mum gives her a monologue
"Stacey you've got to come home"
"Forget about Jamie, he can fuck up his life on his own"
"Stop getting wrapped in, it's getting distracting you know"
"Oh please, baby, Stacey, i'm begging, you've got to come home"
Stop getting high off your own supply
He's got all the gear but no fucking idea, he's lost his mind
And, now you're looking in a one way mirror
I bet you fucking wish you looked at your life clearer
It can only go down, and it can only go down, oh
It can only go downhill from here
They say "move back to the city"
Her family's rolled up with fear
He's robbed her mother's daughter
Does he not care about her tears
No he doesn't care about her tears
Oh, it can only go downhill from here
You told her purple lies to her blue bloodshot eyes and she hides beneath those white wrap blinds
Warm liquor, glass pipes and the lighter, flick flickering your tongue it tastes bitter
Oh, he doesn't care about her tears
It can only go downhill from here
They say "move back to the city"
Her family's rolled up with fear
He's robbed her mother's daughter
Does he not care about her tears
No, he doesn't care about her tears