Verse 1

You got your new girl, bet she’s blind as hell

Took two weeks to fake you’re doin’ well

You post those pics, tryin’ to prove you’ve healed

But you still cry when your phone don’t beep

I burned your hoodie, kept your playlist though

'Cause some of your taste wasn’t totally gross

But you’re still trash with a guilty smile

Tell your therapist I said hi

Pre-Chorus

Hope she’s nice

Hope she charges double the price

For all the times you twisted lies

And made me think I was the fight

Chorus

Like good for you, damn boy, I ain’t got time for that

You left your trauma on my doorstep like a welcome mat

I got therapy too from your PTSD sh—

Took my heart and gave me panic attacks

But now I’m cute, I’m healed, I’m mean

No longer starring in your crime scene

So good for you, now good for me —

And boy, therapy ain’t free

Verse 2

I hope she laughs when you fake remorse

You love the drama, but hate divorce

You want a girl who’ll hold your hand

While you blame your ex for being a man

Pre-Chorus

Hope she’s strong

She’ll need it when you prove her wrong

You say you’re deep, but you’re just loud

I screamed once, and you called it “proud”

Chorus

Like good for you, damn boy, I ain’t got time for that

You left your trauma on my doorstep like a welcome mat

I got therapy too from your PTSD sh—

Took my heart and gave me panic attacks

But now I’m cute, I’m healed, I’m mean

No longer starring in your crime scene

So good for you, now good for me —

And boy, therapy ain’t free

Bridge

Now I journal in peace, got plants and space

While you still text like I’m your safe place

But I’m not your cure, I’m not your mom

I’m the best damn thing you ever bombed

Final Chorus

Like good for you, damn boy, but stay away from me

I got receipts and boundaries, finally

I got therapy too from your PTSD sh—

But I slayed it like the bad bitch I is

So now I dance, I scream, I breathe

You’re just another plot I leave

So good for you, now good for me —

And boy...

✨Therapy. Ain’t. Free.✨