I hope you go broke and your iPhone breaks
And your ex shows up at your next first date
And your car gets towed so you show up late
To your shitty ass job, hope you have a bad day

Remember when you said
That I'd end up doing nada and when I was young my mama must have
Dropped me on my head (on my head)
But there ain't a bitch like karma
Guess you two got that in common, and (what the fuck?)

I don't wanna be spiteful (no, I don't)
But you someone I got spite for and (yeah, I do)
I know it ain't right but all you ever did was do me wrong, so

I hope you go broke and your iPhone breaks
And your ex shows up at your next first date
And your car gets towed so you show up late
To your shitty ass job, hope you have a bad day

Hope you lose your keys and you get locked out
And when things are looking up, hope it all goes south
'Cause you never gave a fuck when I opened up my mouth
I got nothing else to say, except have a bad day (yeah)

You bring out the worst in me
If you feeling like shit then you deserve to be
Every friend I've ever had, from my roommate to my dad
Said to cut you out my life like it was surgery

I don't wanna be spiteful (I don't)
But you someone I got spite for and (yeah, I do)
I know it ain't right but all you ever did was do me wrong, so

I hope you go broke and your iPhone breaks
And your ex shows up at your next first date
And your car gets towed so you show up late
To your shitty ass job, hope you have a bad day

Hope you lose your keys and you get locked out
And when things are looking up hope it all goes south
'Cause you never gave a fuck when I opened up my mouth
I got nothing else to say, except have a bad day Writer/s: Doc Daniel, Jesse Fink, Justus Bennetts, Remy Gautreau
Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group
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