Verse 1 Yeah, chicken wings. I love my chicken wings. It's not the same without Katie serving me. She had to leave Ziggies. She told me she got fired. Erin told me it was for being late. But everybody's late sometimes. No one's perfect. Yeah. No one has compassion. I treat them good but they throw me out like a piece of shit. They don't understand it. They're making they're own casket. They just don't want to be compassionate and I hate it. Yeah, I hate it. Yeah, Chorus People have no compassion. They think they are perfection. But that's just their dysfunction. Without God there's no function. Yeah, Verse 2 I was there for Katie. I text her "good night". I text her "I hope you text me tomorrow, it'll mean a lot to me". But she hasn't text me back it's been a couple weeks. These girls are making me weak. I give them the love they need. They use me like I'm weed. They smoke me up till they're high. They leave without saying goodbye. They smash my heart and make me cry. This is why I say, why should I even try. Yeah, Chorus People have no compassion. They think they are perfection. But that's just their dysfunction. Without God there's no function. Yeah, Chorus People have no compassion. They think they are perfection. But that's just their dysfunction. Without God there's no function.