Pretty little lies that you put in my head
Should’ve seen it coming from the moment we met
When my best friend told my other best friend
The other best friend don’t wanna be friends no more
Now I’m stuck in a spider’s web
I say a word and then she says the same
But the echoes they change when they go down the chain
Why you gotta be so damn passive-aggressive?
When you get yourself dressed up think you’re better than all this
Talk behind my back, make me feel unimpressive
Oh, so why you gotta be so damn passive-aggressive?
Hit me with a hacksaw and I’d be dead
But your words cut worse than that, dear friend
My ex-boyfriend told his new girlfriend
That his ex-girlfriend still wanna stay friends with him
Welcome to the nightmare thread
You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest
If I picture your face I get all out of breath
Why you gotta be so damn passive-aggressive?
When you get yourself dressed up think you’re better than all this
Talk behind my back, make me feel unimpressive
Oh, so why you gotta be so damn passive-aggressive?
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, yeah
Tell me all the games that you wanna play
Lose, win, fight, can you take the pain?
Tell me all the games that you wanna play
Get you on the floor but then what’s the point?
Why you gotta be so damn passive-aggressive?
When you get yourself dressed up think you’re better than all this
Talk behind my back, make me feel unimpressive
Oh, so why you gotta be so damn passive-aggressive?
Talk that crap behind my back
Talk that crap behind my back
Talk that crap behind my back
Talk that crap behind my back, hey
Talk that crap behind my back
Talk that crap behind my back
Talk that crap behind my back
Talk that crap behind my back, hey
