Crybaby Lyrics by SZA
Maybe
I let you take the backseat, Mister Know-It-All
You find a man (Find a man)
You got no chill, you can’t (Ain’t go no chill)
Damn, baby, and maybe
If I stop blaming the world for my faults
I could evolve
Maybe the pressure just made me too soft (Ooh)
‘Cause all I seem to do is get in my way (My way)
Then blame you it’s just a cycle, rinse, recycle
You so sick, I’m so sick of me too
Call me Miss Crybaby
Call me Miss Crybaby
It’s not my fault (It’s not my fault)
It’s Murphy’s law (It’s Murphy’s law)
What can go wrong will go wrong
Telling you
(Ooh-ooh)
I know you told stories about me
Most of them awful, all of them true
Here’s some for you, yeah-ooh
I know you told stories about me
Most of them awful, all of them true
Here’s some for you, yeah-ooh
American singer and songwriter