Not Sorry, kinda

Yeah…

It’s me

Relax

I show up late, but I look on time

Say “my bad” like it’s part of the vibe

Coffee cold, still stealing the room

I don’t mean to flex, but I kinda do

Messy hair, don’t care tonight

Say the wrong thing, still sound right

I know, I know, it’s probably rude

But you’re still here, so what’s the move?

I play it cool, act like I don’t see

Every side-eye looking at me

I laugh it off, I don’t explain

Yeah, I’m the joke—and the punchline

I’m not perfect, yeah I know

Kinda loud, kinda cold

Talk too much, move too slow

That’s the point, that’s the joke

I’m not sorry, not today

Say it once, then walk away

Love me, hate me, either way

I’m the problem—okay?

Okay, okay, okay

Okay, okay

Mm, okay

Say I’m extra, say I’m bold

Say I act like I’m in control

Maybe I am, maybe not

Depends on the mood I got

I roll my eyes, you roll with it

Say “be serious”—I won’t a bit

I know I tease, I know I play

You keep smiling anyway

I play it cool, act like it’s light

But I know I’m on your mind tonight

I shrug my shoulders, sip my drink

Say “what?” like I don’t think

I’m not perfect, yeah I know

Kinda loud, kinda cold

Talk too much, move too slow

That’s the point, that’s the joke

I’m not sorry, not today

Say it once, then walk away

Love me, hate me, either way

I’m the problem—okay?

Okay

Wait

Did I say that out loud?

Yeah… I did

Oops

I’m not perfect, let it show

Do my thing, take it slow

Say my name, steal the glow

Yeah, I know, yeah I know

I’m not sorry, not a bit

Kinda love the mess I’m in

If you’re in, then jump right in

I’m the problem

Okay?

Okay

…still here though