Crybaby, serial heartbreaker Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her So many questions That's too many for me So many lessons So many "girl of my dreams" 'Cause I tend to overcomplicate I over love, I underplay it Get myself in situations Different people, different places Sensitive but not enough I'm not the best at breaking up Too soon to rip the Band-Aid off A sucker for the fuck me up Crybaby, serial heartbreaker (ah) Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her (ah) Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker Oh-oh-oh, it's just the way It's just the way God made her I like my alone time But I want somebody to hold I get what I want, I I keep it for a minute, then I let it go 'Cause I tend to contradict a lot I love you more, I love you not I hate it when you're there for me I like it when you hit the spot And every time I share too much You get in close and I give up So hurry, rip the Band-Aid off Hurry, baby, fuck me up Crybaby, serial heartbreaker (ah) Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her (ah) Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker Oh-oh-oh, it's just the way It's just the way God made her Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker Oh-oh-oh, it's just the way God made her I like my alone time But I want somebody to hold