Saint Rich. OSTON

[Verse]
Signed an NDA
Keep your secrets safe
Won't talk about what's in your DNA
That'd be such a shame
Sorry, but I can't not make a face
Can't not write another song about it

Write a song about the way you—hold on, wait
Don't think I can say
Rearrange the letters in your name
Turn the other way
Hide behind a breakup that I faked
Just so I can kind of talk about it

[PreChorus]
Honey, if it's true, it's not defaming you
Read between the lines at your own discretion
Did I mention?

[Chorus]
There's no point in tryna send an empty warnin'
Have your people call my people in the mornin'
Tell them, "It's all fictitious, clearly imagined
I made it all up," yeah, if you're the one askin'
This song's about someone who's unimportant (unimportant)