Sober at a party
Holding some girl's chihuahua, don't have to say sorry
You're just in the back bedroom with your ex, man
I don't want a motorcycle
But I told some dude I did
Shoot the shit so I don't spiral
Think it's already happening
Gotta get outta here
It's painstakingly clear that
I'm about to freak the fuck out
'Cause you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man
Obviously, I'm not invited
But you did a good job trying to hide it
Airing griefs in the sheets that you used to share
And I don't care
Right now, I'm a stupid little baby
But you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man
Seems that last year's closure put a chip onto my shoulder
But this shit doesn't get older, only makеs me wanna hold her
You'd have hеard my heartbeat
Moving quicker than my two feet
Walking to Canal Street
With a cig and dip as I'm saying to my miss
I gotta get outta here
It's painstakingly clear that
I'm about to freak the fuck out
'Cause you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man
Obviously, I'm not invited
But you did a good job trying to hide it
Airing griefs in the sheets that you used to share
And I don't care
Right now, I'm a stupid little baby
But you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man
I had to bounce, freaking out in this stranger's house
Gotta say, not my day, wish you'd follow me out
Communicating too late, need a shot and a beer
Hey, it's okay, you're only flirting with my worst fear
Obviously, I'm not invited
But you did a good job trying to hide it
Airing griefs in the sheets that you used to share
And I don't care
Right now, I'm a stupid little baby
But you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man