| Pull up to the mirror, staring at my face
|
| Gotta chop-chop all the extra weight
|
| I’ve been carrying for fourteen-hundred sixty days
|
| Gotta, gotta, gotta clean my slate
|
| And I might as well just tell you while I’m drunk, yeah
|
| The truth is that I think I’ve had enough
|
| Professionally messing with my trust
|
| How could I confuse that shit for love?
|
| So I gotta get
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just cut you off
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just cut you off
|
| When I’m without
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
|
| I don’t overthink it, I just carry on, get
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just cut you off
|
| I imagine all the endless places I could know
|
| With a drop-drop and I let you go
|
| All the possibilities I’ve got from head to toe
|
| Yeah they’d, yeah they’d, yeah they’d start to show
|
| And I might as well just tell you while I’m drunk, yeah
|
| The truth is that I think I’ve had enough
|
| Emotionally messing with my health
|
| How could I confuse that shit for love?
|
| So I gotta get
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just cut you off
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just cut you off
|
| When I’m without
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
|
| I don’t overthink it, I just carry on, get
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just, I just
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| (I just)
|
| (When I’m without)
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| So I gotta get
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just (I just) cut you off (Yeah, I cut you off)
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just cut you off
|
| When I’m without
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
|
| I don’t overthink it, I just carry on, get
|
| You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh out my head now
|
| I just, I just, yeah |