The Type

You know the type You know the guy As soon as you're close to erase All the lies Get him out your mind That's when he finds you Don't take it as a sing You know he is lying Sayin that he wants to be mine Like we could be fine Yeah somehow he finds you That's his trick Say his name 3 times in the mirror And watch your self-respect just disappear Over night Over night Thinking he's slick Putting in just enough work To make you think he deserves Some of your time Oh my oh my Even right in front of his eyes He wouldn't recognize if it was love If it was love Even right if front of his eyes He wouldn't recognize that it was love That it was love You know the type You know the guy The one who wants everything But can't decide It's hello then goodbye Wish for everyone at the same time He likes the chase Cause somehow it's safe Never planing on actually staying Yeah you know he's just playing That's his trick Say his name 3 times in the mirror And watch your self-respect just disappear Over night Over night Thinking he's slick Putting in just enough work To make you think he deserves Some of your time Oh my oh my Even right in front of his eyes He wouldn't recognize if it was love If it was love Even right if front of his eyes He wouldn't recognize if it was love If it was love No he would know He wouldn't He wouldn't know No he wouldn't He wouldn't know No he wouldn't He wouldn't He wouldn't He wouldn't know