| She’s got lads on her line
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| I know she’s lying when she says she’s mine
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| But I don’t mind
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| There’s girls in my inbox all of the time
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| I hope we don’t find
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| The little things we’re both trying to hide
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| But I don’t mind
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| 'Cause I’m not yours girl, and you’re not mine
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| I know you with your ass up and face down
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| But I know why your phone’s laid face-down
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| Ay, I know why you can’t say my name loud
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| Who’d you think you’re fooling, babe? |
| Don’t play around
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| I know why we always do a takeout
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| It’s okay, baby, I don’t wanna take you out
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| Plus I heard you spent a night at Dwayne’s house
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| And Dave’s house, and Craig’s house
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| You don’t love me, who am I to judge?
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| Truth is, I don’t really give a fuck
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| A girl already broke my heart, I swept it up
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| I used it for that ice in my cup
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| Fuck love, fuck love, I think it sucks
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| Let’s not ever let that come between us
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| Let’s just fuck and we can roll this weed up
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| She say’s she doesn’t, she does
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| She’s got lads on her line
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| I know she’s lying when she says she’s mine
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| But I don’t mind
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| There’s girls in my inbox all of the time
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| I hope we don’t find
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| The little things we’re both trying to hide
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| But I don’t mind
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| 'Cause I’m not yours girl, and you’re not mine
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| Ay, ain’t it weird?
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| The way we act like we’re together when you’re here?
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| Them little things you like to whisper in my ear
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| Isn’t stuff you should be saying, oh, I thought I made that clear
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| 'Cause you don’t mean it, and I don’t need it
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| Let’s just fuck and blow this shit to the ceiling
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| 'Cause I don’t mean it, and you don’t need it
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| We just want this, we don’t need it
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| Yeah
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| You don’t need to play these games
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| I would fuck you anyway
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| You don’t need to play these games
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| I would fuck you, anyway
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| She’s got lads on her line
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| I know she’s lying when she says she’s mine
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| But I don’t mind
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| There’s girls in my inbox all of the time
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| I hope we don’t find
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| The little things we’re both trying to hide
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| But I don’t mind
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| 'Cause I’m not yours girl, truth is
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| She’s got lads on her line
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| I know she’s lying when she says she’s mine
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| But I don’t mind
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| There’s girls in my inbox all of the time
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| I hope we don’t find
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| The little things we’re both trying to hide
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| But I don’t mind
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| 'Cause I’m not yours girl, and you’re not mine |