Music Taste

I've been out here dodging demons
Making moves and chasing dreams and catching flights
Never feelings
Working everyday even on the weekends, hmm

I know that you miss me
I can tell from how you text me
Late at night with that new girl by your side
I never reply
Bet she wonders why

Girl-to-girl, he'll never remember your name
It's not your fault his type all looks the same
Girl-to-girl, you must not be hittin' it right
'Cause he still hits my phone every other night

He doesn't have good music taste
Those are my favorite songs
That he plays you, he's fake
It's funny 'cause I was the one
That taught him all those things that made you fall in love

I'd rather walk this world alone
Than spell it out, translate my soul to you daily
If I had to do that every day, I would go crazy

I'm back on my bullshit
That full court press motion
They say she full of it
My life's full, I love it
Got direct deposits
He's yours if you want him
But let me be real with you (Let me be honest)

Girl-to-girl, he'll never remember your name
It's not your fault his type all looks the same
Girl-to-girl, you must not be hittin' it right
'Cause he still hits my phone every other night, hmm

He doesn't have good music taste
Those are my favorite songs
That he plays you, he's fake
It's funny 'cause I was the one
That taught him all those things that made you fall in love

Jazmine said, "Forever doesn't last too long these days"
Jazmine said, "Forever doesn't last too long these days," oh-ooh
Ooh (ooh)