Self-Esteem (Her Version)

(Verse 1)

He texts at 2, says “you up?”

I roll my eyes and still show up

Swore I’d block him yesterday

But here I am, lookin’ cute anyway

He’s got that jawline, devil grin

Zero goals, but I still let him in

I tell my friends I’m over it

Then cancel plans to “Netflix”

(Chorus)

Yeah, I know he’s trash, but damn he’s hot

Brains? No. Biceps? A lot

He ghosts me twice, then calls me “queen”

And suddenly I’m 19

He ain't worth the low-rise jeans

But I’m stuck in this bad routine

Guess I’ve got no self-esteem

(Verse 2)

I gave him space (like he asked)

Then saw his story, she’s in his lap

Told me “we’re chill, don’t overthink”

So I cracked a smile and poured a drink

My bestie said “he’s literal scum”

I said, “I know… but look at his tongue.”

It’s not love, it’s not a spark—

It’s just hormones in the dark

(Chorus)

Yeah, I know he’s trash, but damn he’s hot

Gaslights me, but hits the spot

He says I’m “deep,” then leaves me on seen

Still act like we’re a damn routine

I delete his texts, then re-add memes

God help me, I love extremes

Guess I’ve got no self-esteem

(Bridge)

He’s a walking red flag with nice cologne

My brain says “run,” my body’s like “home”

It’s dumb, it’s sad, it’s probably a sin

But if he knocks, I’ll let him in (again)

(Chorus)

Yeah, I know he’s trash, but I’m not blind

Kept mistaking “hot” for “kind”

He calls me “babe,” I roll my eyes

Might still answer—but with lies

I’ll fake a smile, sip caffeine

Block, unblock, then hit "seen"

Still working on self-esteem