You never do the right thing But you always know exactly what to say (ah, ah) Like telling me you love me When I finally get the nerve to walk away (ah, ah) You only get sentimental when it's for your benefit God, you're so full of it Saying that I'm your everything and I'm like: Oh my God, just stop I'm not your mother, not your bitch Not your fucking therapist Not your lover, not your friend Not some ex you'll touch again Not your future, not your wife Not forever, not tonight Does it make you sad, everything you lost? Now everything you had is everything I'm not Such a classic "Only buy me flowers when you mess up" type of guy (ah, ah) Now roses make me sad 'Cause I like lilies, but you don't listen to what I like (ah, ah) You only get sentimental when it's for your benefit God, you're so full of it Saying that I'm your everything and I'm like: Oh my God, just stop I'm not your mother, not your bitch Not your fucking therapist Not your lover, not your friend Not some ex you'll touch again Not your future, not your wife Not forever, not tonight Does it make you sad, everything you lost? Now everything you had is everything I'm not Does it make you sad, everything you lost? Now everything you had is everything I'm not