I'm sorry, I know that you were hopin'
To break something already broken
Guess you won't get the chance
'Cause we finished this dance, I'm wasting your time
And by the way, you're a shitty dancer
I don't wanna say I love you
'Cause that's a little, that's lotta cliché taboo
Eye to eye, got me high, trippin' over my shoes
On the concrete, got me sick like the flu
Down for the count like one, two, three
Everybody's falling in it, everybody but me (Wait a minute)
Wait a minute, I got somewhere to be
On the concrete, running 'cause I'm out of your league
I, I
I just wanna mess up what we have, I, I
Maybe you should listen to my dad, I, I
Stop holding onto things you know won't last
Leave the past in the past, it's the past
Don't call me, we've already spoken
Think you can fix me, are you joking?
Down for the count like one, two, three
That's a little, that's a lot, too much for me
Kinda thought to myself like, "You plus me"
On the sidewalk, uh, that'd be something to see
I was looking at my phone, "Are you on your way?"
If you wanna book me, boy, call CAA
I move on fast, I don't really wanna play
Get out of my way, get out of my way
I, I
I just wanna mess up what we have, I, I
Maybe you should listen to my dad, I, I
Stop holding onto things you know won't last
Leave the past in the past, it's the past
Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
I, I, stop holding onto things you know won't last
Leave the past in the past, it's the past
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