歌词
A lover's tryst or convenience
The minutia don't matter
But I'm so done with finding
Botches in your messages
You sent a text at 20 to 3
It said you're thinking of me
Then why'd you snog that bloke
On your colleague's story
Did you get screwed in Montreal
Just like Bret in '97
You slipped his name into a call
And I can't forget
And I'm up waiting like a fool
You let my paranoia set in
He said he wants you
Bet you said it right back
Oh my god you suck
Am I a prick that don't exist
If I'm not there beside you
Was it a business trip
Or a dirty weekend with your beau
Did he use a good line
Did you laugh it off
Did he compliment your perfume
Or did he just fuck you like a caveman
The way that you like
When you got screwed in Montreal
Just like Bret in '97
You slipped his name into a call
And I can't forget
And it's been weeks since you had called
You let my paranoia set in
He said he wants you
Bet you said it right back
Oh my god you're such a mess
A narcissist
A heel the crowd just can't resist from hating
But this isn't kayfabe
It's my life you've torn apart
You fucking tart
My heart is broken; shattered into pieces
I kinda wish I'd seen it
When you got screwed in Montreal
Just like Bret in '97
You slipped his name into a call
And I can't forget
(I can't forget it now)
Oh did you think of me at all
You let my paranoia set in
He said he loved you
Bet you said it right back
Cunt
Oh my God, you suck