Well these are the nights that you always dreamed of
You're wasting your time in a stranger's apartment
Shooting look after look, now take to the ground
'Cause you're not that kind of girl
Don't give me those puppy eyes on your sorry face
You've got lipstick smudged on your pillowcase
We can be in and out real fast tonight
I know about your past
And I won't tell

But now we're three weeks in
And he won't give me an answer
Baby, real talk kills
Give that penultimate dagger
You keep spinning excuses
Hoping one just might feel clever
And you're trying to brace yourself
For him to tell you he could never

You're pacing the hall, finding words for a feeling
He won't look in your eyes 'cause his are up at the ceiling
So just lay on the couch and do what you need
So you can be home by ten
No, I'm not a stranger to the rigamarole
I take pride in the way I lose control
So what if every night I need it now
Maybe I stop feeling with my head

So break me harder, break me in
Make my ego fall off my chin
I'll make you all that my life's about
I miss the smell of you on my couch
So fuck me harder, fuck me up
You can ruin my life and I'd suck it up
But now I hate you, what's my name?
I gotta get back home before it rains

Bye