[Intro]
(In Nashville, it's seventy-two degrees Fahrenheit with partly sunny skies)
(Tonight, you can expect cloudy skies moving in and out with a low of fifty degrees)
[Verse 1]
Hey, Alexa (Yes, Travie?)
Could you please tell me what Jessica that I'm gonna get today?
'Cause it's been a hell of a month and quite honestly, I just wanna know she's okay
And while you're at it, what's today's forecast?
I'm hoping for sun, but I think it might rain
So if you're predicting overcast. let me know ASAP so I'm prepared for the pain 'cause
[Pre-Chorus]
I had time to reassess this mess you madе
And now it's best for you to
Find somebody elsе to put up with you
[Chorus]
Girl, you know you change (You change) like the weather (Like the weather)
No, no, I'm never gonna figure you out (Never gonna figure you out)
Here's the thing (Here's the thing), I feel better (I feel better)
Without you always fucking bringing me down
[Verse 2]
Ugh, and it's so perplexing
Tryna find the right colors to match her mood swings
But I've been perfecting the hues I choose to use to do the right thing
And here we go again, torrential downpours, goddamn, I can't win
Another pair of galoshes, wonder if she even cares that it's tearing my pockets up
(In Nashville, it's seventy-two degrees Fahrenheit with partly sunny skies)
(Tonight, you can expect cloudy skies moving in and out with a low of fifty degrees)
[Verse 1]
Hey, Alexa (Yes, Travie?)
Could you please tell me what Jessica that I'm gonna get today?
'Cause it's been a hell of a month and quite honestly, I just wanna know she's okay
And while you're at it, what's today's forecast?
I'm hoping for sun, but I think it might rain
So if you're predicting overcast. let me know ASAP so I'm prepared for the pain 'cause
[Pre-Chorus]
I had time to reassess this mess you madе
And now it's best for you to
Find somebody elsе to put up with you
[Chorus]
Girl, you know you change (You change) like the weather (Like the weather)
No, no, I'm never gonna figure you out (Never gonna figure you out)
Here's the thing (Here's the thing), I feel better (I feel better)
Without you always fucking bringing me down
[Verse 2]
Ugh, and it's so perplexing
Tryna find the right colors to match her mood swings
But I've been perfecting the hues I choose to use to do the right thing
And here we go again, torrential downpours, goddamn, I can't win
Another pair of galoshes, wonder if she even cares that it's tearing my pockets up
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