I guess I'm stuck on you Blonde hair, green eyes, like 5 foot 2 If my next girl go through my phone Like you did, she can fuck off too I swear that shit's uncomfortable At this point I'm just numb to you Put miles in 'em blazers that you gave me, now I run from you I'm done with you but Hope my next girl look just like you But she don't got no fucking attitude She don't question when I smell like that perfume And when she tell lies, it's at least just a little bit true You made me hate this city You made me leavе that house I hope you keep those mеmories 'Cause I won't be back around Sit with them picture frames Cry as they hit the ground Sit with the friends that gave two cents when I ran out And when you look for my replacement You think you found somebody new And when you're making conversation Hope you look in his dark brown eyes And I cross your mind 'cause you got a bad case of dejavu but Hope my next girl look just like you But she don't got no fucking attitude She don't question when I smell like that perfume And when she tell lies, it's at least just a little bit true