(Yeah, I'm in therapy, shut up, I know)
Ain't she so crazy? (I know, bitch)

Our mutual friend
Said you been calling
And said that you're sorry
And said that you wish we could talk
Well guess what?
You're about seven months late

Our mutual friend
Don't know that you're too self serving
But I do and that's why your words don't mean shit
And guess what?
This heartbreak morphed into hate

And you should be grateful that I didn't hurt you back

If you died tomorrow
I don't think I'd cry
I gave you one too many nights
Don't care if it sound cold, it is what it is

And if you died tomorrow
I don't think I'd cry
I gave you one too many nights
Don't care if it sound cold, it is what it is

Our mutual friend
Had front row tickets to all our events
Every time that you'd play all your games
Well, guess what?
I got new hobbies these days

And never again
Will I let you turn me back into a mess
That girl's been on a carton of milk
And guess what?
Your karma is that you love me still

And you should be grateful that I didn't hurt you back

But if you died tomorrow
I don't think I'd cry
I gave you one too many nights
Don't care if it sound cold, it is what it is

And if you died tomorrow
I don't think I'd cry
I gave you one too many nights
Don't care if it sound cold, it is what it is

Our mutual friend
Asked me how I sleep with so much hate in my heart
I told him I sleep like a baby
Told him I sleep like a baby, yeah

If you die tomorrow
I don't think I'll cry
I gave you one too many nights
Don't care if it sound cold, it is what it is (yeah yeah)

And if you die tomorrow
I don't think I'll cry
I gave you one too many nights
Don't care if it sound cold, it is what it is (yeah yeah)

And if you die tomorrow
I don't think I'll cry
I gave you one too many nights
Don't care if it sound cold, it is what it is

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Writer(s): Jessie Reyez, Ryan Williamson