Hurt You

I thought I had you figured out I could match every move you made My friends were telling me to run That you're stuck in a permanent hoe phase It was sours every Thursday Good at playing games Kissing in the hallway Driving me insane Acting like you want me Then saying I'm too much for you Well I wish you never made a move I'm fucking mad at you Cause I know there's nothing I could do To hurt you I could go on like nothing's wrong Let you off Put it all behind us But I think I'd rather hold a grudge I will not Be the first to call you Ya, I may be dramatic But I think you deserve it Guess you never learned as a high school hot shot Keep blasting all my songs While you drive yourself to Chick-fil-A And I wish you never made a move I'm fucking mad at you Cause I know there's nothing I could do To hurt you Arms around me at the party Spill your beer, say you're sorry Getting married in the car Making out before the bar Say you want me, we're in line Paying for you, paying twice Found a girl you hadn't had I just want my twenty back So this is how it ends, this is what you wanted Look at what you did, is this what you wanted This is how it ends, is this how you want it to be So this is how it ends, this is what you wanted Look at what you did, is this what you wanted This is how it ends, is this how you want it to be