Met him on Tinder, and I thought he was cool
But on our date, I felt like a fool
He showed up late, with messy hair
Talking about himself, like I wasn't there
We talked all night, didn't ask about me
Checked his phone, not even discreetly
He had bad breath and wore too much cologne
I couldn't wait till it was time to go home
Swipe left, swipe left
He's just not my type
Swipe left, swipe left
Ain't no spark tonight
I'm looking for a love that's real and true
Swipe left, swipe left
I'm onto someone new