'90s theme and you're talking to Britney You're flirting with her just the way you do with me Usually fine as a back-seat lover This time isn't like the others We said, "No strings," but it really stings me now Your hands around her waist, not mine And I die just a little, I die just a little I know I said I didn't mind Well maybe I lied just a little, I lied just a little Hmm, it's my fault, I was kinda elusive It's 2019, to wear your heart on your sleeve would be foolish One more drink and I'll walk right over Tell you all the things can't say when I'm sober We said, "No strings," but it really stings me now Your hands around her waist, not mine And I die just a little, I die just a little I know I said I didn't mind Well maybe I lied just a little, I lied just a little See you with her instead (Oh, oh) It hits me like a knife in the head That I've never wanted you more And I die just a little, I die just a little more It's such a stupid game, oh Hoping you feel the same I think you would if you ever had to see me with another boy (Why do?) Why do we, why do we do this to each other? Finally find somebody then say we can't be bothered I'm done with playing it cool I think I only want you But your hands around her waist, not mine Your hands around her waist, not mine Your hands around her waist, not mine And I die just a little, I die just a little I know I said I didn't mind Well maybe I lied just a little, I lied just a little I see you with her instead (Oh, oh) And it hits me like a knife in the head That I've never wanted you more And I die just a little, I die just a little I die just a little, I die just a little