White lies
You love to spin 'em
Eat that shit for dinner every night
Just like you love those white lines
Baby, you're bitter
Paint me like the sinner every time
If you can't take the heat, get the f*ck out the kitchen
I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscin'
Say it's on me, but I ain't finna listen
You turned into a ghost
Out with your friends, so I'm at a party
2 AM sins, mix 'em up with Bacardi
Never say you're sorry, f*cked her in the 'Rari, oh
Look who's cryin' now, tables turned around
Didn't give a f*ck when it was my heart on the ground
But now you're on your knees while I'm wrapped in his sheets
Yeah, karma's a bitch, but she ain't got nothin' on me
Look who's cryin' now
No fun
Oh, how ironic
You can't stand when I'm holding the gun
But baby, you drew first blood
The way you cursed us
And then you had the nerve to call it love
If you can't take the heat, get the f*ck out the kitchen
I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscing
Say it's on me, but I ain't finna listen
You turned into a ghost
Out with your friends, so I'm at a party
2 AM sins, mix 'em up with Bacardi
Never say you're sorry, f*cked her in the 'Rari, oh
Look who's cryin' now, tables turned around
Didn't give a f*ck when it was my heart on the ground
But now you're on your knees while I'm wrapped in his sheets
Yeah, karma's a bitch, but she ain't got nothin' on me
Look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' (now, now), yeah
I said look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' now
Look Who's Cryin' Now Video (MV)
Performed By: Jessie Murph
Length: 2:21
Written by: Jessie Murph, Daniel Mijo Majic, Kyle Buckley, Madison Yanofsky
Jessie Murph - Look Who's Cryin' Now Lyrics
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White lies
You love to spin 'em
Eat that shit for dinner every night
Just like you love those white lines
Baby, you're bitter
Paint me like the sinner every time
If you can't take the heat, get the f*ck out the kitchen
I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscin'
Say it's on me, but I ain't finna listen
You turned into a ghost
Out with your friends, so I'm at a party
2 AM sins, mix 'em up with Bacardi
Never say you're sorry, f*cked her in the 'Rari, oh
Look who's cryin' now, tables turned around
Didn't give a f*ck when it was my heart on the ground
But now you're on your knees while I'm wrapped in his sheets
Yeah, karma's a bitch, but she ain't got nothin' on me
Look who's cryin' now
No fun
Oh, how ironic
You can't stand when I'm holding the gun
But baby, you drew first blood
The way you cursed us
And then you had the nerve to call it love
If you can't take the heat, get the f*ck out the kitchen
I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscing
Say it's on me, but I ain't finna listen
You turned into a ghost
Out with your friends, so I'm at a party
2 AM sins, mix 'em up with Bacardi
Never say you're sorry, f*cked her in the 'Rari, oh
Look who's cryin' now, tables turned around
Didn't give a f*ck when it was my heart on the ground
But now you're on your knees while I'm wrapped in his sheets
Yeah, karma's a bitch, but she ain't got nothin' on me
Look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' (now, now), yeah
I said look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' now
You love to spin 'em
Eat that shit for dinner every night
Just like you love those white lines
Baby, you're bitter
Paint me like the sinner every time
If you can't take the heat, get the f*ck out the kitchen
I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscin'
Say it's on me, but I ain't finna listen
You turned into a ghost
Out with your friends, so I'm at a party
2 AM sins, mix 'em up with Bacardi
Never say you're sorry, f*cked her in the 'Rari, oh
Look who's cryin' now, tables turned around
Didn't give a f*ck when it was my heart on the ground
But now you're on your knees while I'm wrapped in his sheets
Yeah, karma's a bitch, but she ain't got nothin' on me
Look who's cryin' now
No fun
Oh, how ironic
You can't stand when I'm holding the gun
But baby, you drew first blood
The way you cursed us
And then you had the nerve to call it love
If you can't take the heat, get the f*ck out the kitchen
I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscing
Say it's on me, but I ain't finna listen
You turned into a ghost
Out with your friends, so I'm at a party
2 AM sins, mix 'em up with Bacardi
Never say you're sorry, f*cked her in the 'Rari, oh
Look who's cryin' now, tables turned around
Didn't give a f*ck when it was my heart on the ground
But now you're on your knees while I'm wrapped in his sheets
Yeah, karma's a bitch, but she ain't got nothin' on me
Look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' (now, now), yeah
I said look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' now (now, now)
Look who's cryin' now
Writer: Jessie Murph, Daniel Mijo Majic, Kyle Buckley, Madison Yanofsky
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.