Letras
I'm still a fan, even though I was salty
Hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy
Hate to see you happy if I'm not the one drivin'
I'm so mature, I'm so mature, I'm so mature
I got me a therapist to tell me there's other men
I don't want none, I just want you
If I can't have you, no one should, I'm like
I just killed my ex, not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?
I might kill my ex, I still love him, though
Rather be in jail than alone
I get the sense that it's a lost cause
I get the sense that you might really love her
The text gon' be evidence, he texts his evidence
I talked to Russian with you, no murders
No crimes of passion, but damn, you is out of reach
You is at the farmer's market with your perfect peach
Now, I'm in the basement, playin' on my patience
Now you lying face-down, got me singin' over and over
I'm so mature, I'm so mature, I'm so mature
I got me a therapist to tell me there's other men
I don't want none, I just want you
If I can't have you, no one will, I'm like
I just killed my ex, not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?
I might kill my ex, I still love him though
Rather be in jail than alone
I did it all for love, I did it all on no drugs
I did it all this sober, I did it all for us
I did it all for love, I did all this on no drugs
I did it all, all of this sober
Don't you know I did all for us?
I just killed my ex, not the best idea
Kill his girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?
I just killed my ex, I still love him, though
Rather be in hell than alone