So,So (Acoustic)

You know I hate the way

You talk to my friends

It’s such a simple thing

To mess with my head

But it comes and it goes

I'm at Aldi alone like a ghost

I suppose

I had it out for myself

Turned into somebody else

But i’m just under your spell

Until you’re ringing my bell

I know you’re calling, just so we can talk about you

On the phone

Like i’m your therapy

So overblown

When it’s just something

We both know,

We’re so so baby

Maybe we’re just chronic

I’ll wait for you to want it instead

Honestly I thought it over

New Years eve last December

At Applebees you call me over

Sat me down

And started talking bout