Iggy Azalea - Day 3 in Miami [End of an Era]

I'm a mess, got a dirty text comin' from my ex

Must protect all my energy from people I regret

Spendin' time with, I can't align with these type of men

Lose the high, I don't feel alive, now I'm feelin' bad

Red bottom heel from my toes broken down

Big red nose for my face, I'm a clown

Five missed calls, I'ma get pissed off

'Bout to get revenge, fuck your friend and block

I burnt out the drinks, I burnt out the friends

I burnt out the candle and both they ends

I'm burnt on the sex, I'm burnt on the men

The lights turnin' on, the flames 'bout to dim

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end (Oh yeah)

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Burnout comin', burnout comin'

I was turned up, now I'm turned out from it

Escape the hole, headache for sure

Liquor in my liver, damn, my man ain't the most

Down for me, I'll drown in a tub full of tears

Drive on the highway, slide with the wheel

Rearview, throw a middle finger up high

Gotta leave the starship behind, man, I'm

I burnt out the drinks, I burnt out the friends

I burnt out the candle and both they ends

I'm burnt on the sex, I'm burnt on the men

The lights turnin' on, the flames 'bout to dim

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

I'm so high, I hate to come down

Why can't I just turn shit around?

I'm so high, I hate to come down

Why can't I just turn shit around?

I burnt out the drinks, I burnt out the friends

I burnt out the candle and both they ends

I'm burnt on the sex, I'm burnt on the men

The lights turnin' on, the flames 'bout to dim

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Fuck, why's my phone low? So fuckin' dumb

• Artist:Iggy Azalea
• Album: End of an Era