You never do the right thing
But you always know exactly what to say (ah, ah)
Like telling me you love me
When I finally get the nerve to walk away (ah, ah)
You only get sentimental when it's for your benefit
God, you're so full of it
Saying that I'm your everything and I'm like: Oh my God, just stop
I'm not your mother, not your bitch
Not your fucking therapist
Not your lover, not your friend
Not some ex you'll touch again
Not your future, not your wife
Not forever, not tonight
Does it make you sad, everything you lost?
Now everything you had is everything I'm not
Such a classic
"Only buy me flowers when you mess up" type of guy (ah, ah)
Now roses make me sad
'Cause I like lilies, but you don't listen to what I like (ah, ah)
You only get sentimental when it's for your benefit
God, you're so full of it
Saying that I'm your everything and I'm like: Oh my God, just stop
I'm not your mother, not your bitch
Not your fucking therapist
Not your lover, not your friend
Not some ex you'll touch again
Not your future, not your wife
Not forever, not tonight
Does it make you sad, everything you lost?
Now everything you had is everything I'm not
Does it make you sad, everything you lost?
Now everything you had is everything I'm not
