I called to tell you that it's over
No more crying on my shoulder
You think that everything's about you
So I'm leaving
I called to tell you

We're so done
You never thought you'd hear me say that
Am I dumb?
I can't believe it took me so long
To see through the smoke that you've been blowing
I wish I could say it was good knowing you

But you yell, and you break, and I give, and you take
And you bend, and you twist every word that I say
I think that it's time for us to both move on
Don't you think?

I called to tell you that it's over
No more crying on my shoulder
You think that everything's about you
So I'm leaving
Don't even bother calling me back
I'll leave your stuff out on the doorstep
I'm sure you'll move on by the weekend
We're so, so done, we're so done, we're so done

My heart stopped
When I heard you've been seeing someone
For so long
I wonder when it all went wrong
Every time that I saw you smiling down at your phone
I never believed it was a smoking gun

But I caught you lying and you just kept trying
To die on that hill that you just keep on climbing
I hope that you don't do the same thing to him
Honestly

I called to tell you that it's over
No more crying on my shoulder
You think that everything's about you
So I'm leaving
Don't even bother calling me back
I'll leave your stuff out on the doorstep
I'm sure you'll move on by the weekend
We're so, we're so done, we're so done

I called to tell you that it's over (it's over)
No more crying on my shoulder (no more crying)
You think that everything's about you (about you)
So I'm leaving
Don't even bother calling me back (don't call me back)
I'll leave your stuff out on the doorstep (the doorstep, step)
I'm sure you'll move on by the weekend
We're so, we're so done, we're so done, we're so done

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Writer(s): Alex Benjamin Thomas, Steven Rutherford