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?