Sober at a party Holding some girl's chihuahua, don't have to say sorry You're just in the back bedroom with your ex, man I don't want a motorcycle But I told some dude I did Shoot the shit so I don't spiral Think it's already happening Gotta get outta here It's painstakingly clear that I'm about to freak the fuck out 'Cause you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man Obviously, I'm not invited But you did a good job trying to hide it Airing griefs in the sheets that you used to share And I don't care Right now, I'm a stupid little baby But you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man Seems that last year's closure put a chip onto my shoulder But this shit doesn't get older, only makеs me wanna hold her You'd have hеard my heartbeat Moving quicker than my two feet Walking to Canal Street With a cig and dip as I'm saying to my miss I gotta get outta here It's painstakingly clear that I'm about to freak the fuck out 'Cause you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man Obviously, I'm not invited But you did a good job trying to hide it Airing griefs in the sheets that you used to share And I don't care Right now, I'm a stupid little baby But you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man I had to bounce, freaking out in this stranger's house Gotta say, not my day, wish you'd follow me out Communicating too late, need a shot and a beer Hey, it's okay, you're only flirting with my worst fear Obviously, I'm not invited But you did a good job trying to hide it Airing griefs in the sheets that you used to share And I don't care Right now, I'm a stupid little baby But you're in the back bedroom with your ex, man