[ Featuring Jake Neumar ]
You don't let your shirts fill up
In the bottom drawer
And I don't find your studs
All over the kitchen floor
We ain't up too late on HBO
Bingeing shows we've seen before
No more
Give me the news
Stop sayin that you love me just
Tell me the truth
I'm callin, callin, callin
Tell me you're done
You say I'm the one, I'm all that you want
You're makin it up
And I'm callin, callin, callin your
Bluff
Why'd I keep bettin it all on us
I'm hangin, hangin, hangin it up
I fold I'm cashin it out I'm done
I'm callin, callin, callin your bluff
You've been staring at your phone
All afternoon
Story highlights with your
Champagne and orange juice
But you won't post our pics from malibu
Why the hell'd I go all in on you
Thought we had a good thing, good thing
But girl I get it things fade, yeah they fade
But why you gotta lie to me
Why'd you ever want lie to me
And why's it come so naturally
I mean honestly
