Called me on my phone, said we couldn't be a thing no more
Called me on my phone, said we couldn't be a thing no more
I was shopping at the time
Picked up my telephone line
And I got winded
And she told me on the spot
I was now an afterthought
Adjourned
Now that wasn't very nice
Can I give you some advice
Get your eyes checked
Oh I really wouldn't mind
But you seem to have implied and more
You see the truth, we wanted to be lovers
The difference though, is you acted like my mother
This girl is...
Not polite (I beg your pardon?)
Not polite (Look what you've started)
Not polite (I was your target)
Not polite (I'm broken hearted)
Not polite (I feel discarded)
Not polite (You see the difference?)
Not polite (Thought so)
I called you on the phone and I tore straight through your soul
Not polite
Look I really miss your tone, but you left me on my own
Not polite
Called me on my phone, said we couldn't be a thing no more
Called me on my phone, said we couldn't be a thing no more
We were sleeping at the time
Someone called him on his line
It all felt scripted
I made sure I took a name
Penelope was his old flame
But you had end it, yeah
You see the truth, we wanted to be lovers
The difference though, is that you were undercover
This girl is...
Not polite (I beg your pardon?)
Not polite (Look what you've started)
Not polite (I was your target)
Not polite (I'm broken hearted)
Not polite (I feel discarded)
Not polite (You see the difference?)
Not polite (Thought so)
Not polite (I beg your pardon?)
Not polite (Look what you've started)
Not polite (I was your target)
Not polite (I'm broken hearted)
Not polite (I feel discarded)
Not polite (You see the difference?)
Not polite (Thought so)