[Hook:]
It's the same story
The same story again (damn)
Last night you want a fall guy
Today you want it to end
Ya said that I should never call you again
Or talk to your friends
Or even try to knock on your door
And I can understand that
It's time to step back
But just as I was moving along
You had to text me
Who the hell is this?
I took your number out my phone the second that you split
So tell me why is it you text me
Who the hell is this?
I took your number out my phone the second that you split
(new message)
[Verse 1:]
And I been trying to escape ya since the moment ya left
Gathered up your shit and patiently put it to the left
I didn't think of it but you were mostly part of the stress
The things you put me through, I don't think that my friends woulda guessed
Who coulda known it was a devil in a blue fitted dress
That got me into such a hellish place, a juvenile test
This is the shit my pops would tell me 'bout
I knew what he meant
Whenever he told me the sirens would take you to the depths
I just wish I would have believed him
Everything you did deceiving
The reason that I'll be turning off my phone this evening
Is you
Then you send me signals and they're mixed a lot
Baby left and baby got back, like Sir Mix-a-lot
Now have you ever danced with a devil in the pale blue
Or picked yourself a paradise you know you couldn't sail to
Or tried to climb a tower for Rapunzel to enslave you
I just need an exit, not the crooked road you paved, boo
It's the same story
The same story again (damn)
Last night you want a fall guy
Today you want it to end
Ya said that I should never call you again
Or talk to your friends
Or even try to knock on your door
And I can understand that
It's time to step back
But just as I was moving along
You had to text me
Who the hell is this?
I took your number out my phone the second that you split
So tell me why is it you text me
Who the hell is this?
I took your number out my phone the second that you split
(new message)
[Verse 1:]
And I been trying to escape ya since the moment ya left
Gathered up your shit and patiently put it to the left
I didn't think of it but you were mostly part of the stress
The things you put me through, I don't think that my friends woulda guessed
Who coulda known it was a devil in a blue fitted dress
That got me into such a hellish place, a juvenile test
This is the shit my pops would tell me 'bout
I knew what he meant
Whenever he told me the sirens would take you to the depths
I just wish I would have believed him
Everything you did deceiving
The reason that I'll be turning off my phone this evening
Is you
Then you send me signals and they're mixed a lot
Baby left and baby got back, like Sir Mix-a-lot
Now have you ever danced with a devil in the pale blue
Or picked yourself a paradise you know you couldn't sail to
Or tried to climb a tower for Rapunzel to enslave you
I just need an exit, not the crooked road you paved, boo
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