Music Taste

I've been out here dodging demons Making moves and chasing dreams and catching flights Never feelings Working everyday even on the weekends, hmm I know that you miss me I can tell from how you text me Late at night with that new girl by your side I never reply Bet she wonders why Girl-to-girl, he'll never remember your name It's not your fault his type all looks the same Girl-to-girl, you must not be hittin' it right 'Cause he still hits my phone every other night He doesn't have good music taste Those are my favorite songs That he plays you, he's fake It's funny 'cause I was the one That taught him all those things that made you fall in love I'd rather walk this world alone Than spell it out, translate my soul to you daily If I had to do that every day, I would go crazy I'm back on my bullshit That full court press motion They say she full of it My life's full, I love it Got direct deposits He's yours if you want him But let me be real with you (Let me be honest) Girl-to-girl, he'll never remember your name It's not your fault his type all looks the same Girl-to-girl, you must not be hittin' it right 'Cause he still hits my phone every other night, hmm He doesn't have good music taste Those are my favorite songs That he plays you, he's fake It's funny 'cause I was the one That taught him all those things that made you fall in love Jazmine said, "Forever doesn't last too long these days" Jazmine said, "Forever doesn't last too long these days," oh-ooh Ooh (ooh)