Done With You

You out and partying
Third day in a row
Going hard, girl you partying
You got a show tomorrow
But you partying
She spent her check on the drink
So she's acting real friendly now
I thought you'd go for the Emmy
The way that you're acting out

Oh baby
I don't wanna get into it all baby
Pull my parachute for the fall baby
You don't really wanna risk it all baby
Oh baby
If you didn't back then
Now you're gonna hate me
All of you're friends say they wanna date me
If you wonder why you're roommate sneaks out
I'm the reason, I'm the reason for that
How you walk out on me leave me for dead
We wouldn't end it like this but
Shame on me for thinking we were better than that

I don't get no hearts up in my inbox anymore
You were quick to snatch my heart
Then spend it at the store

I'm so done with you that
I can't even muster up I'm sorry
I'm so done with you that
I don't even think I feel my heartbeat
I'm so done with you that
I can't even muster up I'm sorry
I'm so done with you that
I don't give a fuck up in that party

What happened to the love
Peace, happiness and love
I swear it was the drugs
I swear it was the alcohol and drugs
Yeah it took it all away
So gone I don't recognize my face
I'm right here if you ever call my name
Did you ever think you need to pump the brakes
Maybe that's just what it takes
These Zoloft and Xanax
You charge to my Amex
They're making me panic
These Zoloft and Xanax
You charge to my Amex
They're making me panic
(Like yeah, yeah)
She just wanna break me to the core
She don't give a fuck anymore
Flexing all that Louis and Dior

I don't get no hearts up in my inbox anymore
You were quick to snatch my heart
Then spend it at the store

I'm so done with you that
I can't even muster up I'm sorry
I'm so done with you that
I don't even think I feel my heartbeat
I'm so done with you that
I can't even muster up I'm sorry
I'm so done with you that
I don't give a fuck up in that party



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Carr Rafelson, Samantha Lombardi
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