Sunshine in my window when I wake

I'm feeling myself, I'm looking amazing

And as I walk out the front door

He's there waiting

Screw you Mr. Hotshot Number 1

It's 7am, you interrupted my run

I can run fast, put my music on blast

But that won't stop you from objectifying my ass

I'm not your sweetheart

I'm not your friend

I'll be your nightmare

Have fun with your handsome disguise

Screw you Mr. Hotshot Number 2

I had a long night

Filling your ears with songs that are gonna fill an arena

But you fixated on my dress and tried to flirt with my mom

I'm not your sweetheart

I'm not your friend

I'll be your nightmare

Have fun with your handsome disguise

Screw you Mr. Hotshot Number 3

Worry about your own goddamn body

You though you could reverse years and years of hard work

In the end, we decide

And you're a joke without a punchline

I'm not your sweetheart

I'm not your friend

I'll be your nightmare

Have fun with your failed attempt to wife me up

My failed attempt to give a

Don't ever call me sweetheart

Again