2 of us

You still wear skinny jeans and that should have been my first sign That you can't let go of the past, so why should I be surprised That you're still texting your ex and holding on to shit for dear life Make the blood rush to my head, make me wanna nuke my insides You call me seven times like I don't know your drunk Tell me I'm so pretty And you're still in love Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I'm dumb? Well maybe I am 'cause I still pick up I hate that I don't hate you quite enough So I must be stupid, I must be dumb Guess that makes two of us Don't worry, darling, you still make me wet When tears roll down my eyes onto my cheeks, onto my chest Oh my god, I look pathetic 'cause you rip my heart in two And I'm still tryna see the good in you Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I'm dumb? Well maybe I am 'cause I still pick up (oh) I hate that I don't hate you quite enough So I must be stupid, I must be dumb Guess that makes two of us Oh Oh Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I'm dumb? Well maybe I am because I'm still in love I hate that I don't hate you quite enough So I must be stupid, I must be dumb Guess that makes two of us Oh (I must be stupid, I must be dumb) Oh (that makes two of us), oh So I might be stupid, I must be dumb Guess that makes two of us