I'm cursed 'Cause I feel how you felt when you hurt me What a talent I got there Oh so talented girl you will get there first 'Cause I see what you saw when you held me wrongly What a gift I was given Oh so gifted my love you will heal them wounds 'Cause it's your job to do Ain't nobody gon' fix it for you Ain't nobody will do that for you God, fate, karma You know how to Make my trauma Valid for you Weapons down, armor off You can fuck with me, I'm all yours Apocalypse, the aliens coming You can shut me up, I'm done running Weapons down, armor off You can fuck with me, I'm all yours Apocalypse, the aliens coming You can shut me up, I'm done running How bad was it Can you rate your pain from 1 to 10 for me 1 2 3 4 5 I'm tired of hearing the same lines I won't work for him At least not when you're on the team I mean, I mean, really What makes a person a bad one What is a crime if it's your son How can you cross a line If you don't know how to draw it If you don't know what consent is I get it We are cursed We are blessed 'Cause we never learned How to make up for the shit that we've done Weapons down, armor off You can fuck with me, I'm all yours Apocalypse, the aliens coming You can shut me up, I'm done running Weapons down, armor off You can fuck with me, I'm all yours Apocalypse, the aliens coming You can shut me up, I'm done running Weapons down, armor off You can fuck with me, I'm all yours Apocalypse, the aliens coming You can shut me up, I'm done running I'm done running