She said, don't call, just go away Yeah, she said to move on and let her do her thing She pushed me off of the deep end And I've been seeking revenge these days I told her she'll regret what she said When she doesn't see my face She told me I'm out, my, my, we're over I looked at her and told her That you look good when you cry And I thought you were good at goodbyes And I don't care if you hate me Oh baby, you're crazy I must have a fetish for the negative type But you look good when you're so fine So fine Guess what, I never really needed you And that black mascara dripping down your cheek is cute And I don't wanna admit this But ***, this really got me confused You change your mind every minute You switch up, I don't know what to do She told me come back, this isn't over I looked at her and told her That you look good when you cry And I thought you were good at goodbyes I thought you were good And I don't care if you hate me Oh baby, you're crazy I must have a fetish for the negative type But you look good when you cry So what? Good when you cry You know you look good when you cry I'll close these in your eyes Cause you know you look good when you cry You look good when you cry And I thought you were good at goodbyes So why do you cry Whenever I say goodbye?