You're so out of pocket
Cashing checks to the supermarket
Selling all your memories
To the fuckboy down on 12th Street

Lost you, fuck you
Your mood is so alone
Don't move, I'll see you soon
I don't approve of someone new

Why do you cop an attitude
I tried my best to get through to you
You made it so hard that I got exhausted
I felt a relief when it fell through
I know that you blame it on me
I see your car when I walk down the street
And I miss the passenger's side
And the way that you kissed me right after a fight

Lost you, fuck you
Your mood is so alone
Don't move, I'll see you soon
I don't approve of someone new

Lost you, fuck you
Your mood is so alone
Don't move, I'll see you soon
I don't approve of someone new
Lost you, fuck you
Your mood is so alone
Don't move, I'll see you soon
I don't approve of someone new