'90s theme and you're talking to Britney
You're flirting with her just the way you do with me
Usually fine as a back-seat lover
This time isn't like the others
We said, "No strings," but it really stings me now
Your hands around her waist, not mine
And I die just a little, I die just a little
I know I said I didn't mind
Well maybe I lied just a little, I lied just a little
Hmm, it's my fault, I was kinda elusive
It's 2019, to wear your heart on your sleeve would be foolish
One more drink and I'll walk right over
Tell you all the things can't say when I'm sober
We said, "No strings," but it really stings me now
Your hands around her waist, not mine
And I die just a little, I die just a little
I know I said I didn't mind
Well maybe I lied just a little, I lied just a little
See you with her instead (Oh, oh)
It hits me like a knife in the head
That I've never wanted you more
And I die just a little, I die just a little more
It's such a stupid game, oh
Hoping you feel the same
I think you would if you ever had to see me with another boy
(Why do?) Why do we, why do we do this to each other?
Finally find somebody then say we can't be bothered
I'm done with playing it cool
I think I only want you
But your hands around her waist, not mine
Your hands around her waist, not mine
Your hands around her waist, not mine
And I die just a little, I die just a little
I know I said I didn't mind
Well maybe I lied just a little, I lied just a little
I see you with her instead (Oh, oh)
And it hits me like a knife in the head
That I've never wanted you more
And I die just a little, I die just a little
I die just a little, I die just a little