We reconnect and talk 'bout exes
That we hate
"Why did we date 'em?" you ask (Oh no)
If I ever felt bad
'bout all the things inside the past
'Bout all the things I never had
God knows I tried to get 'em back
And then you pull that shit back
Baby I could make you see that
It was always you and me
Or baby I could make believe that
We were always meant to be
But I know that we never were
And then you went and made a scеne
And now you barely talk to me
And yеah, I'm only seventeen
But I've been through like everything
A couple girls, a couple dreams
I hope that you found peace in it

She calling me this, she calling me that
She calling me everything except back
She's impressed by everything
'cept everything I have
I get stressed 'bout anything
The many things I lack
Two years off sedatives
Just trying not to relapse
She calling me this, she calling me that
She calling me everything except back
She impressed by everything
'cept everything I have
I'm depressed, if anything
If anything I'm glad
That you're just a pretty thing
That I used to have

And I was tired, permanently nauseous
Uninspired all my friends have started
Getting violently high
I'm just sitting here like every day
I try not to make everything about me
But I try my best
With broad red lips and cigarettes
I smell the tar right on your breath
I smell the bar right on your breath
I smell cologne right on your neck
I'll tell you that I'm not upset because

You call me this, you call me that
You call me everything except back
She's impressed by everything
'cept everything I have
I get stressed 'bout anything
The many things I lack
Two years off sedatives
Just trying not to relapse
She calling me this, she calling me that
She calling me everything except back
She impressed by everything
'cept everything I have
I'm depressed, if anything
If anything I'm glad
That you're just a pretty thing
That I used to have