He called his friend on FaceTime
After we had sex the first time
I never talked to him again
And I don't think I
Ever told him why
Could this please, hurt more please?
I'm holdin' onto a memory
When you hurt me, I go crazy
I'm holdin' onto anythin'
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ah
(I'm not here for your money and you know it)
You think girls from east LA
All kinda talk the same
I didn't know how I could say
Every word from your mouth
It all tears my heart out
Could this please, hurt more please?
I'm holdin' onto a memory
When you hurt me, I go crazy
I'm holdin' onto anythin'
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ah
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ah
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ah
Don't you just, do you love it?
Ah
