Tummy Hurts (Remix)
Reneé Rapp Song Lyrics

Maybe I should try religion

'cause, jesus, you're hard to rely on

I'd never find you in the kitchen

You couldn't even pay rent for three months

Oh, I heard you, I get it, you're broke

But oh, you always had money to smoke, though.

Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her

But for what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies

And raise them up to be a couple of fucking monsters like their mother and their father

Eventually, 2043

Someone's gonna hurt their little girl like their daddy hurt me.

Mm mm...

Baby, go open a bible

'cause god knows that sin is a cycle

Lied to my face, it's your hobby

Boy, you fine as hell for a psycho

When do they pay for the cost of their choice?

Oh, oh...

Never 'cause that's just them boys being boys.

Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her

Tummy hurts, oh...

But for what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies

Beautiful babies

And raise them up to be a couple of fucking monsters like their mother and their father

Eventually, 2043

Eventually, ooh...

Someone's gonna hurt their little girl like their daddy hurt me.

Mm, like their daddy hurt

Me

Oh, like their daddy hurt

Like their daddy hurt

Like their daddy hurt me.

Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her

But for what it's worth, he's her problem now, baby

And she'll stay with him

'cause she made with him a couple monsters

Like their mother and their father

But yeah, eventually, 2043

Someone's gonna hurt your little girl like you hurt me.