I'm still a fan, even though I was salty
Hate to see you with some other broad, now you happy
Hate to see you happy if I'm not the one driving
I'm so mature, I'm so mature
I'm so mature, I got me a therapist to tell me there's other men
I don't want none, I just want you
If I can't have you, no one should
I might, I might kill my ex, not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?
I might kill my ex, I still love him though
Rather be in jail than alone
I get the sense that it's a lost cause
I get the sense that you might really love her
Evidence, this text is evidence
I try to ration with you, no morals or crimes of passion, but damn
You was out of reach
You was at the farmer's market with your perfect peach
Now I'm in the basement, planning home invasion
Now you laying face-down, got me singing over a beat
And I'm so mature, I'm so mature
I got me a therapist to tell me there's other men
I don't want none, I just want you
If I can't have you, no one should
I might, I might kill my ex, not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?
I might kill my ex, I still love him though
Rather be in jail than alone
I did it all for love
I did it all on no drugs
I did all of this sober
I did it all for us, oh
All for love
I did it out on no drugs
I did all of this sober
Don't you know I did it all for us, oh?
I just killed my ex, not the best idea
Killed his girlfriend next, how'd I get here?
I just killed my ex, I still love him though
Rather be in Hell than alone
Alone, no
Alone, no, no
Alone