(In Nashville, it's seventy-two degrees Fahrenheit with partly sunny skies)
(Tonight, you can expect cloudy skies moving in and out with a low of fifty degrees)
Hey, Alexa (Yes, Travie?)
Could you please tell me what Jessica that I'm gonna get today?
'Cause it's been a hell of a month and quite honestly, I just wanna know she's okay
And while you're at it, what's today's forecast?
I'm hoping for sun, but I think it might rain
So if you're predicting overcast let me know ASAP so I'm prepared for the pain 'cause
I had time to reassess this mess you made
And now it's best for you to
Find somebody else to put up with you
Girl, you know you change (You change) like the weather (Like the weather)
No, no, I'm never gonna figure you out (Never gonna figure you out)
Here's the thing (Here's the thing), I feel better (I feel better)
Without you always fucking bringing me down
Ugh, and it's so perplexing
Tryna find the right colors to match her mood swings
But I've been perfecting the hues I choose to use to do the right thing
And here we go again, torrential downpours, goddamn, I can't win
Another pair of galoshes, wonder if she even cares that it's tearing my pockets up
I had time to reassess this mess you made
And now it's best for you to
Find somebody else to put up with you
Girl, you know you change (You change) like the weather (Like the weather)
No, no, I'm never gonna figure you out (Never gonna figure you out)
Here's the thing (Here's the thing), I feel better (I feel better)
Without you always fucking bringing me down
Hey Alexa, I hate to bug you twice in one day
But may I pick apart your AI?
For a second, that's the second time she left me
And I'm at the point I'm starting to second-guess the way I deal with her
It's astonishing I'm still with her
But there ain't no sunshine if I can't Bill Wither
So I'ma just throw on a heavy sweater
And cross my fingers and pray for better weather
You'd have me begging on my knees and
Instead, I'm bouncing off the ceiling
I'm finally getting back to me
Without you always fucking bringing me down
Girl, you know you change (You change) like the weather (Like the weather)
No, no, I'm never gonna figure you out (Never gonna figure you out)
Here's the thing (Here's the thing), I feel better (I feel better)
Without you always fucking bringing me down
Girl, you know you change like the weather (You'd have me begging on my knees and)
No, no, I'm never gonna figure you out (Instead I'm bouncing off the ceiling)
Here's the thing, I feel better (I'm finally getting back to me)
Without you always fucking bringing me down