(Met her at a, party, "She seems nice")
(Never thought she)

Met her at a party, I said, "She seems nice"
Every time I thought about it, I got butterflies
And when I told you we agree that she's alright (ah)
Never thought I'd be trippin' over the lost time
I said it was fine, yeah
Layin' down, six feet under, it's sublime
Shoulda saw (ah) the signs, now we're in a fight

I don't know
How I can forgive you

It's all in my mind, it's all in my mind
I try to rewind and all of the while
I'm hurtin' inside, it's your fault
Maybe it's my fault
It's all in my mind, it's all in my mind
I try to rewind and all of the while
I'm hurtin' inside, it's your fault
Maybe it's my fault

Said, "I could handle this"
That was your one request
Said I would be there, be there in your distress
Instead, you just feel dispensed

I don't know
If I'm worth forgiving

It's all in my mind, it's all in my mind
I try to rewind and all of the while
I'm hurtin' inside, it's your fault
Maybe it's my fault
It's all in my mind, it's all in my mind
I try to rewind and all of the while
I'm hurtin' inside, it's your fault
Maybe it's my fault

Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ahh, maybe it's my fault
Maybe it's my fault

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Writer(s): Asher Bank, Chris Greati, Willow Smith