Hi, It's Me
Uh, when I'm with you I have amnesia, got me without a mind
My stupid brain thinks that I need you, misleads me all the time
It's like I need a babysitter, someone to come and get me
'Cause I forget the crazy shit, the littlest things impress me
Mediocre in the bed, my bestie would never let me
Uh, I did it again
I slip up, I text you, I forget
That you were so, so disrespectful
I did what I said that I wouldn't
Why am I such a sucker for a fuckboy's freckles?
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
When I'm with you I have amnesia, I'm weaker than before
My stupid brain thinks that I need you, I'm eager to hurt more
My best friend thinks that I'm a dumbass
My dumbass should be a little more cautious
'Cause I can't believe I say that I won't do it
Then I do it and I make myself sick, I make myself nauseous (urgh)
I slip up, I text you, I forget
That you were so, so disrespectful
I did what I said that I wouldn't
Why am I such a sucker for a fuckboy's freckles?
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Someone hold me back or I'll run a fucking marathon
I'm crazy now, crying, "Where the hell has my mascara gone?"
I say no more, it's over, it's all about me and what I want
But you find me, 5 a.m. it's booty call at the Marriott
Nobody's trophy wife, yeah, I'm nobody's baby doll
I'm single now, let me drunk dance on the tabletop
Let me be wild now, just let me be hysterical
Old me is dead and gone, I just went and buried her, like
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
My stupid brain thinks that I need you, misleads me all the time
It's like I need a babysitter, someone to come and get me
'Cause I forget the crazy shit, the littlest things impress me
Mediocre in the bed, my bestie would never let me
Uh, I did it again
I slip up, I text you, I forget
That you were so, so disrespectful
I did what I said that I wouldn't
Why am I such a sucker for a fuckboy's freckles?
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
When I'm with you I have amnesia, I'm weaker than before
My stupid brain thinks that I need you, I'm eager to hurt more
My best friend thinks that I'm a dumbass
My dumbass should be a little more cautious
'Cause I can't believe I say that I won't do it
Then I do it and I make myself sick, I make myself nauseous (urgh)
I slip up, I text you, I forget
That you were so, so disrespectful
I did what I said that I wouldn't
Why am I such a sucker for a fuckboy's freckles?
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Someone hold me back or I'll run a fucking marathon
I'm crazy now, crying, "Where the hell has my mascara gone?"
I say no more, it's over, it's all about me and what I want
But you find me, 5 a.m. it's booty call at the Marriott
Nobody's trophy wife, yeah, I'm nobody's baby doll
I'm single now, let me drunk dance on the tabletop
Let me be wild now, just let me be hysterical
Old me is dead and gone, I just went and buried her, like
Hi, it's me, back again
Here to remind you that he's not worth it
Hi, it's me, your best friend
Take his old t-shirt off and burn it
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Repeat after me, "I'm over it"
Yeah, we're so over, over
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Andrea Fitzroy Lewis, Ashton Nicole Casey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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