over my ex

You've been growin' your hair out since summer

Tryna make it from makin' music inside your garage

Think you're seventeen but you were born in the nineties

I thought I was impressed by all the talkin'

'Cause you tell me everything you think I'm dyin' to hear

Like you'll never convince me to fall in love with you

I'm takin' off your t-shirt

Chasin' this tequila

Little too familiar

Little too familar

Yeah, I know we're naked

But I'm so depressed

I'm not over my ex, I'm not over my ex, no

It isn't love we're makin'

So we'll just have sex

I'm not over my ex, I'm not over my ex, no

I've been dyin' to care less since February

Tryna fake it, it's makin' me feel like I'll never win

What a low blow, I know he's fucking other people

(No)

I knew I'd never be impressed by all the talkin'

'Cause I'm picturin' pictures of him while you hold the camera

Like the shots that you're shooting, don't have the chance to develop

I'm takin' off your t-shirt

Need the anesthesia

Little too familiar

Little too familar

Yeah, I know we're naked

But I'm so depressed

I'm not over my ex, I'm not over my ex, oh

It isn't love we're makin'

So we'll just have sex

I'm not over my ex, I'm not over my ex, no

I'm not over, I'm not over, I'm not over, no

I'm not over my ex, I'm not over my ex, no

I'm not over, I'm not over, I'm not over, no

I'm not over my ex, I'm not over my ex, no