[Intro]
Look me into my eyes
Are you still telling me lies?
I guess I would understand
I do that shit all the time
You can't be making demands
I don't need any new friends
(One thousand in your monthly allowance)
(Think you're better on your own, yeah I doubt it)
(I've been feeling really bad as of lately)
(You're not really 'bout it, you're not really 'bout it)

[Verse 1]
The last time we met, you fucked up my makeup
To be honest with you, I find it entertaining
If you had a problem with me, why didn't you say so?
Why didn't you say so? Yeah, yeah
You got my hеad turning left-right
I wasn't meant for you, not meant for you
You don't еven care what you look like
Could have been anyone, could be anyone

[Pre-Chorus]
Look me into my eyes
Are you still telling me lies?
I guess I would understand
I do that shit all the time
You can't be making demands
I don't need any new friends
I left your bags at the door
I want you out of my head
[Chorus]
One thousand in your monthly allowance
You'll do better on your own, yeah I doubt it
I've been feeling really bad as of lately
You're not really 'bout it, you're not really 'bout it

[Verse 2]
The last time we met you fucked my whole day up
The lengths people will go to for a pay-cut
Are you learning your lesson?
Are you paying attention?
Just a couple more seconds, yeah, yeah
We always talk at the same time
I wasn't meant for you, not meant for you (Yeah)
You throw everything to the wayside
Could have been anyone, could be anyone

[Pre-Chorus]
Look me into my eyes
Are you still telling me lies?
I guess I would understand
I do that shit all the time
You can't be making demands
I don't need any new friends
I left your bags at the door
I want you out of my head
[Chorus]
One thousand in your monthly allowance
You'll do better on your own, yeah I doubt it
I've been feeling really bad as of lately
You're not really 'bout it, you're not really 'bout it
(You're not really 'bout it, you're not really 'bout it)
(You're not really 'bout it, you're not really 'bout it)

[Bridge]
Look me into my eyes
Are you still telling me lies?
You can't be making demands
I don't need any new friends
I left your bags at the door
I want you out of my head

[Chorus]
One thousand in your monthly allowance
You'll do better on your own, yeah I doubt it
I've been feeling really bad as of lately
You're not really 'bout it, you're not really 'bout it

[Outro]
(I want you out of my head)
You're not really 'bout it, you're not really 'bout it