I really wanna work it out again
But I'm tired of letting you get under my skin
Do I really want to work it out, its been... ya
Such a roller coaster this whole time
Why the fuck can't I get you off my mind
Maybe I should have listened to the signs... ya

You begged and you borrowed
Like there's no tomorrow
You sat and complained
About the size of my place
You had every excuse
You were loose with the truth
I offered a truce
In that mall Photo Booth
I like a clean place
You invaded my space
Your mess never rests
Now that that's off my chest
But I still love you... fuck!

A shitty old tour bus ride
Different views, opposite sides
Do I really wanna keep it up, this grind? Ya
It was never easy, you and me
How could it be, we only met briefly
You said you had a lot on your plate lately... ya

I lied to my friends
"I won't call her again"
My brain lights up insane
At a text from your name
You came in my room
You smelled of perfume
You took off your clothes
I went holy fuck wow!
Was new in that department
What a way to start it
My life will never be the same, Sadie Jane
And your to blame... fuck!