If lying was a talent, baby, you’d be an expert
I said that I could manage, fuck, I didn’t need a lecture
And you’re so sick that you made me miss my best friend’s birthday
‘Cause you hated how she pointed out
That the jokes that you made about me weren’t even ever really that funny
They were just to put me down
I’m so glad we’re over
No more fighting, then trying, then fighting again
And you can keep the damn sofa
‘Cause I never liked thе orange, but you hated the rеd
Guess I had to let you go to know that I didn’t need you in the first place
But life’s about learning, and I could show you that the hard way
But I don’t stalk your Instagram ’cause I don’t care to know, mate
Who you’ve been sleeping with’s no longer my business
And, damn, it feels good, it feels great
I moved on, but I just wanted to say
Best of luck to ya, and I hope you’re happy someday
But keep your sad sob story, ’cause I won’t read it anyway
You can keep your sad sob story, ’cause I won’t read it anyway
You can keep your sad sob story, ’cause I won’t read it anyway
If being mean was a habit, you must be addicted
It’s hard to imagine what world you think you live in
‘Cause if you didn’t win you’d throw the closest thing to you
Or punch your fist through the wall like it was made of sand
Darling, you’re mad, worse than my dad
You should get therapy or a punching bag
And I’m so glad we’re over
No more trying, then fighting, then fighting again
And you can keep the damn sofa
‘Cause I never liked the orange, but you hated the red
So I had to let you go to know that I didn’t need you in the first place
But life’s about learning, and I could show you that the hard way
But I don’t stalk your Instagram ’cause I don’t care to know, mate
Who you’ve been sleeping with’s no longer my business
And, damn, it feels good, it feels great
I moved on, but I just wanted to say
Best of luck to you, and I hope you’re happy someday
But keep your sad sob story, ’cause I won’t read it anyway
You can keep your sad sob story, ’cause I won’t read it anyway
You can keep your sad sob story, it’s alright with the, with the—
I had to let you go to know that I didn’t need you in the first place
Life’s about learning, and I can show you that the hard way
But I don’t stalk your Instagram, I don’t care to know, mate
Who you’ve been sleeping with’s no longer my business
And, damn, it feels good, it feels great
I moved on, but I just needed to say
Best of luck to you, and I hope you’re happy someday
But keep your sad sob story, ’cause I won’t read it, I won’t read it anyway
You can keep your sad sob story, ’cause I won’t read it, I won’t read it anyway, ayy
I won’t read it anyway
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
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