Acid on my tongue again, I'm walking on the ceiling
I'm stumbling home again at 2 AM, you're sleeping

Came up with a trophy on my body
Getting pretty good at saying sorry
(Saying I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
Okay, I'm a piece of shit, you caught me
But you can't pretend that you don't love me
(I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not even sorry)

She said: I hate you, by the way
With a smile on her face
She said I'm usually not her type
I guess the rules, they don't apply

She said: I hate you, by the way
With a smile on her face
She said I'm usually not her type
I guess the rules, they don't apply

Quick look, karma coming to catch me, I can't keep losing my phone
(Where'd you go, oh, where'd you go?)
Nothing funny 'bout her fast and falling for me faster than I ever fell before
(Let's do it, let's do one more?)

She said: I hate you, by the way
With a smile on her face
She said I'm usually not her type
I guess the rules, they don't apply

She said: I hate you, by the way
With a smile on her face
She said I'm usually not her type
I guess the rules, they don't apply

Where did you go?
Where did you go?