Why did I tell you About when I was checking My phone every 10 seconds To see if you had texted I'm crossing my fingers I had the same effect, and I'm stuck in your head You still haven't left mine Now I know that you know All the mean things I heard about you are true And I will let you go The whole time wishing I could still have you And I don't know Why I can't process this romantic thing I'm just an asshole Trying to learn how to care about someone other than me And I can't remember ever hanging out With you without me talking shit about Someone every time I open my mouth I need some time alone I need time off to myself I need some time off my cell phone If you're only as good as your worst moment, I've got a lot of them I should probably get the hell out of here Get the hell out of here If you're only as good as your worst moment, I've got a lot of them And I should get the hell out of here Well get the hell out of here! And I can't remember ever making out With you without feeling like I was in the clouds Wishing that I didn't ever have to come down Well I'll spend some time alone I know you didn't mean for it to end like this Well I was a means to an end, a stepping stone And so it goes, I fucking know If you're only as good as your worst moment, I've got a lot of them