You so mature
You and your dumb friends make me insecure
I can't believe I'm at your door
I've been tellin' my friends that we broke up two months before
I hate that it's like this every single time
1 a.m., break up, 2 a.m., make up, 3 a.m., make love (ah)
Friday dinner, date me, Saturday, you hate me
Sunday mornin', "Baby" ("Can I see you tonight?")
1 a.m., break up, 2 a.m., make up, 3 a.m., make love (ah)
Friday dinner, date me, Saturday, you hate me
Sunday mornin', "Baby" ("Can I see you tonight?")
In the city, feelin' pretty, Louis shoes
I'ma wear 'em out, runnin' back to you
Feelin' dizzy, the way you spin me around the hoop
It's a hurricane déjà vu
You hit me up, I'll come runnin'
We're toxic, it's all or nothin'
Now look at us self-destructin'
Over and over and over it goes
1 a.m., break up, 2 a.m., make up, 3 a.m., make love (ah)
Friday dinner, date me, Saturday, you hate me
Sunday mornin', "Baby" ("Can I see you tonight?")
1 a.m., break up, 2 a.m., make up, 3 a.m., make love (ah)
Friday dinner, date me, Saturday, you hate me
Sunday mornin', "Baby" ("Can I see you tonight?")
You hit me up, I'll come runnin'
You're toxic, it's all or nothin'
Now look at us self-destructin'
Over and over and over it goes
