(One two three)

Once upon a time, I had met this guy
And he seemed infatuated with me
I threw a bone, I gave him a try
I told myself just how bad could it be
And then he showed up on my feed (My feed)
Every single post I could see (Could see)
Was just pestering my friend to be as
Close to him as could be

So what do I do, now that I know the truth
Now through the fog, you look like a loser
Judgment was clouded, and I won't think much about it
That my friendship was a product you consumed

And I know it's hard for you to make friends, you've said as much
And I know how hard it'll be when I stop keeping in touch
But now you've crossed a boundary and there's just no turning back
If you wanted her number, you might as well have just asked

(Woe is me? No!)

Do I feel pity, do I feel sad
I am not your mom and I'm not your dad
When's the last time I texted back
You do the math, bitch
I do not fuck with the way you refer to me
Do not flaunt me like I'm just a fad
You speak disconcertingly, when I leave
It won't be my bad

So what do I say to your next text
I could ignore and let it fester
But I'm not your jester, and I won't clean up your mess, sir (One two three)
Cuz we both know in the end, it's for the best

And I know it's hard for you to make friends, you've said as much (You've said as much)
And I know how hard it'll be when I stop keeping in touch (Keeping in touch)
But now you've crossed a boundary and there's just no turning back
If you wanted her number, you might as well have just asked
(Woe is me)

And I know a part of you was partially for real
Because sometimes what you share is exactly how I feel
And for a sec, I thought what we had might be genuine
But I won't fall for your shit ever again
Woe is me

Woe is me
Woe is me
Woe is me
Woe is me
Woe is me
Woe is me, me, me, me

And I know it's hard for you to make friends, you've said as much (You've said as much)
And I know how hard it'll be when I stop keeping in touch (Keeping in touch)
But now you've crossed a boundary and there's just no turning back
If you wanted her number, you might as well have just asked
(Woe is me)

And I know a part of you was partially for real
Because sometimes what you share is exactly how I feel
And for a sec, I thought what we had might be genuine
But I won't fall for your shit ever again
Woe is me"