Rey del Simp

Lyrics

Verse 1
Screaming
Oh, he’s blowing up my phone like it’s World War III,
Sending fifty heart emojis, calling me “wifey.”
Bought a pillow with my face so he can “sleep right,”
Boy, get a grip, yeah, it’s giving me fright.

Showed up to my gym just to “walk me home,”
Wrote a rap about our “love” on his friend’s microphone.
Said he’ll tattoo my name, said he’ll ink it bold,
Boy, calm down, it’s getting out of control!

Chorus
Oh, he’s simping, yeah, he’s wild as hell,
Trying so hard like he’s under some spell.
Sending me memes about “our future plans,”
I’m dying laughing, he don’t understand.

He’s got a scrapbook of our “favorite days,”
Filled with selfies I never knew he saved.
Oh, he’s simping, yeah, it’s tragic but true,
Acting all tough, but his heart’s in two.

Verse 2
Told his mom I’m “the one” after one bad date,
Planning our wedding, talking rings and fate.
Posted my photo with “#soulmate” tag,
And I’m out here like, “Bro, that’s a red flag.”

He’s learning guitar to “play me a song,”
Thinks he’s Prince Charming, but he’s playing it wrong.
Drops my favorite snack at my door at night,
Then hides in the bushes just outta sight!

Chorus
Oh, he’s simping, yeah, it’s next-level strange,
Dreaming ‘bout me like he’s deranged.
Texting “Goodnight, my star, my queen,”
I’m like, “Dude, you need to keep this clean.”

Buying candles, praying to the moon,
Writing love letters at f***ing noon.
Oh, he’s simping, yeah, can’t get a grip,
Falling apart on this one-sided trip.

Bridge
Showed up at my job with a full mariachi,
Serenading me in front of everyone watching.
The dude brought roses, he brought the band,
And I’m cringing so hard, don’t even understand.

Breakdown
He’s got my photo taped to his ceiling,
Calling me “angel,” acting so healing.
He’s writing poems like he’s Shakespeare reborn,
Bro, it’s simping so hard, yeah, I’m not torn.

Outro
Oh, he’s simping, yeah, he’s lost his mind,
Crossed the line like a million times.
But the more he tries, the crazier it feels,
A love-struck fool on broken wheels.

So keep simping, yeah, play your part,
I’m here laughing, tearing it apart.
Oh, he’s simping, yeah, lost in his fate,
The king of cringe, it’s too damn late.