I'm still a fan even though I was salty
Hate to see you with some other broad,
know you happy
Hate to see you happy
if I'm not the one drivin'
I'm so mature, I'm so mature
I'm so mature,
I got me a therapist to tell me
there's other men
I don't want none, I just want you
If I can't have you,
no one should, I might
I might kill my ex, not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next,
how'd I get here?
I might kill my ex,
I still love him, though
Rather be in jail than alone
I get the sense that it's a lost cause
I gеt the sense
that you might rеally love her
Evidence, this text is evidence
I try to ration with you,
no murder's a crime of passion
But, damn, you was out of reach
You was at the farmer's market
with your perfect peach
Now, I'm in the basement,
plannin' home invasion
Now, you layin' face-down,
got me singin' over a beat
And I'm so mature
I'm so mature,
I got me a therapist to tell me
there's other men
I don't want none, I just want you
If I can't have you,
no one should, I might
I might kill my ex, not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next,
how'd I get here?
I might kill my ex,
I still love him, though
Rather be in jail than alone
I did it all for love
I did it all on no drugs
I did all of this sober
I did it all for us, oh
All for love
I did it all on no drugs
I did all of this sober
Don't you know I did it all for us?
Oh, I just killed my ex,
not the best idea
Killed his girlfriend next,
how'd I get here?
I just killed my ex,
I still love him, though
Rather be in hell than alone
Alone, oh
Alone, o-oh
Oh, no