I did not even know that there was joy in life until I started playing video games I am not even kidding Like... Pew-pew Brain serotonin Kill a man? I like it Listen I think that you've gotten the wrong impression You say you love me but I don't love the pressure Call me baby, I'll be calling you never Miss me with that shit I will never be that bitch You're okay but really nothing that special Save your love letters for someone who wants you (Not me!) I think it's funny I'm the one you confessed to Boy just give it up Out of patience, out of luck In my personal opinion I'm thinkin' You shouldn't text me especially if you're drinkin' What would your mamma say if she knew you were simpin' Pack it up boy, back it up, oh-yeah Didn't wanna say it but I'm out of options I don't want your roses, this shit ain't my callin' No one told me that I should proceed with caution So pack it up boy, back it up, oh-yeah I think that you've gotten the wrong impression You say you love me but I don't love the pressure Call me baby, I'll be calling you never Miss me with that shit I will never be that bitch I don't think I really treat you that special Chase a pretty girl who actually gets you Brutally honest and for that I applaud you Boy just give it up You're really pushing your luck In my personal opinion I'm thinkin' You shouldn't text me especially if you're drinkin' What would your mamma say if she knew you were simpin' Pack it up boy, back it up, oh-yeah Swear at night that you be weighing on my conscience You be taking shit I say straight out of context Had an idea of what we were but then I lost it Pack it up boy, back it up, oh-yeah I think that you've gotten the wrong impression You say you love me but I don't love the pressure (No!) Call me baby, I'll be calling you never Miss me with that shit I will never be that bitch (Bitch!) You're okay but really nothing that special Save your love letters for someone who wants you (Not me!) I think it's funny I'm the one you confessed to Boy just give it up Out of patience, out of luck In my personal opinion I'm thinkin' You shouldn't text me especially if you're drinkin' What would you your mamma say if she knew you were simpin' Pack it up boy, back it up, oh-yeah ♪ And then I was like, "Sorry dude, you gotta go!"