She could have a Grammy I'd still treat her ass like a nominee.
You can't have my heart, the doctor told me I'd be dead without it.
Trying to tell you I'm the one, come and holla at me before I'm on the next thing, YMCMB.
Trying to convince myself I've found one. Making the mistake I never learned from.
You can't say you're happy either. You don't even smile for me.
World series attitude, champagne bottle life, nothing ever changes so tonight is like tomorrow night.