Serial Heartbreaker

Crybaby, serial heartbreaker

Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her

So many questions

That's too many for me

So many lessons

So many girl-of-my-dreams

'Cause I tend to over complicate

I over love, I under play it

Get myself in situations

Different people, different places

Sensitive but not enough

I'm not the best at breaking up

Too soon to rip the Band-Aid off

A sucker for the fuck me up

Crybaby, serial heartbreaker

Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her

Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker

Whoa-oh-oh, it's just the way

It's just the way God made her

I like my alone time

But I want somebody to hold

I get what I want, I

I keep it for a minute, then I let go

'Cause I tend to contradict a lot

I love you more, I love you not

I hate it when you're there for me

I like it when you hit the spot

Every time, I share too much

You get in close and I give up

So hurry, rip the Band-Aid off

Hurry, baby, fuck me up

Crybaby, serial heartbreaker

Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her

Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker

Whoa-oh-oh, it's just the way

It's just the way God made her

Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker

Whoa-oh-oh, it's just the way God made her

I like my alone time

But I want somebody to hold