I'm sorry, I know that you were hoping To break something already brokenGuess you didn't get the chance Cause we finished this danceI'm wasting your timeBy the way, you're a shitty dancerI don't wanna say I love you Cause that's a little, that's a lot of cliche tabooEye to eye, got me high, trippin' over my shoes On the concrete, got me sick like a flipDown for the count, like one, two, three Everybody's fallin' into everybody but meWait a minute, I got somewhere to be On the concrete, runnin' cause I'm out of your leagueI just wanna mess up what we have Maybe you should listen to my dadStop hopin'No two things you know won't last Leave the past, in the past, it's the pastBitchDon't call me, we've already spoken Think you can't fix me, are you jokin'?Down for the count, like one, two, three That's a little, that's a lot, too much for meKinda thought to myself, like you plus me On the sidewalk, uh, that'd be somethin' to seeI was lookin' at my phone, are you on your way?If you wanna book me, boy, car CAAI move on fast I don't really wanna playGet out of my way, get out of my wayI just wanna mess up what we have Maybe you should listen to my dadStop hopin'No two things you know won't last Leave the past, in the past, it's the pastNa-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-naStop hoping up to things you know won't lastLeave the past in the past, it's the pastBitch