I don’t know where you’ve been
Or what you’ve been doing with your time
But if you ever wanted to feel special
Feel special
But I know you don’t care
Oh babe you made that pretty clear to me
Been watching Woody Allen films for weeks
Tryin’ not think about you
But it still don’t change the fact I want it
But maybe I just want you because you don’t want me
Girl I’ve been thinking ‘bout that body for weeks
And I’m going crazy
I wake up and it hits me that you’re all good, you don’t need me
Oh my god, I’m not the only one
I won’t be the only one to sleep in your bed
Oh my god, I’m not the only one
I won’t be the only one to fuck with your head
And I can’t lie, that makes me jealous
And I’ve been out for two days
Drinking vodka mixed with San Pellegrino lemonade
I call you but you never answer me
So I call the girl from that last week and we went rounds
Don’t wanna think about that right now
Every day I wake up wishing I was next to you
But no matter how much that I drink, I never do
I wake up and it hits me that you’re all good, you don’t need me
Oh my god, I’m not the only one
I won’t be the only one to sleep in your bed
I wake up and it hits me that you’re all good, you don’t need me
Oh my god, I’m not the only one
I won’t be the only one to fuck with your head
And I can’t lie it makes me jealous
But I can’t lie that makes me jealous
(Jealous, jealous, jealous)
But now I’m looking out at my phone
Just wishing you’d light it
I can’t say we’re home, I can come and keep you up
Tell me baby ‘tchu need
I’mma ride you that good good
Say it’s still the same place, and the same bed, and the same home
Oh my god, I’m not the only one
I won’t be the only one to sleep in your bed
I wake up and it hits me that you’re all good, you don’t need me
Oh my god, I’m not the only one
I won’t be the only one to fuck with your head
I wake up and it hits me that you’re all good, you don’t need me
Oh my god, I’m not the only one
I won’t be the only one to sleep in your bed
Oh my god, I’m not the only one
I won’t be the only one to fuck with your head
And I can’t lie it makes me jealous
(Jealous, jealous, jealous)
(Jealous, jealous, jealous)
Yeah, caught you coming out of the bathroom
Happy drop it slow-mo
Been like two years since you slept here
Man fuck where does the time go?
You call me on my bullshit
Point out this new girl that I’m fucking with
‘Cause I told you I was waiting but the truth is I’m impatient
And we’re both mad ‘cause we’re wasted
I bet you love this, this back-and-forth shit
You hit me up just to make sure you’re still the girl I miss
You love these head games, these late nights, and this cocaine
And I love that so don’t change
I feel like it’s the time, but I’m probably lying
I mean how hard can it fucking be for me to just keep trying
I’m a product of my parents, and my parents slept together
You like bad boys and that wish’s due to you was maybe raised bad
It’s not my fault, it’s these sad songs that I grew up on
It’s this Billy Joel shit that fucked me up since day one
It’s not you, it’s all me, it says
Paul Simon ‘n a hot beat, it says
Rom-com, small town weed in like five years watching O.C
Hey, it’s been pop music since 88’
It’s been only you since the first day
I got pop songs in my DNA
I write pop songs like every day
I write pop songs like every day
I write pop songs like every day
I got pop songs in my DNA
I write pop songs like every day
I write pop songs like every day
I write pop songs like every day
I got pop songs in my DNA
I write pop songs like every day
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