Tummy Hurts Lyrics – Reneé Rapp
Maybe I should try religion
‘Cause Jesus you’re hard to rely on
I never find you in the kitchen
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 down
Now my tummy hurts, he’s in love with her
But for what it’s worth
They’d make beautiful babies
And raise ’em up to be a couple of
*** monsters, like their mother and their father
Eventually, 2043
Someone’s gonna hurt a little girl like their daddy hurt me
I just want some recognition for having good *** and a big heart
I can’t believe I let you hit in
In hindsight, that might be the worst part
Oh, I taught you everything you know
But oh, I guess words, they come and they go
Now my tummy hurts, he’s in love with her
But for what it’s worth
They’d make beautiful babies
And raise ’em up to be a couple of
*** monsters, like their mother and their father
Eventually, 2043
Someone’s gonna hurt a little girl like their daddy hurt me
Mmm, like their daddy hurt me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Like their daddy hurt me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Like their daddy hurt me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Like their daddy hurt me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Now my tummy hurts, he’s in love with her
But for what it’s worth
He’s a problem now
Baby, you should stay with him
‘Cause she made with him a couple monsters
Like their mother and their father
Yeah, eventually, 2043
Someone’s gonna hurt your little girl like you hurt me