Yeah, it's really me calling you
I know we set rules
your emergency contact list
You need someone to save you
from my name on the screen
Everything ended so sadly
And the blame I put on you
why you insisted
But it was never happy anyway
If I'd known you loved me
only once I said goodbye
slammed every door
and god help anyone who tried to stop me
and the tops I didn't wear
I wasn't even a feminist anymore
You were jealous of the songs
and I was thrown to the lions
to you I wasn't even an artist
You didn't say you loved me
A pessimist, to my friends
just another name on your list
just another name on your list
You speak well of me to everybody
And I, I should do the same
But I'm not good at lying
I believe it must be annoying
the photos I've been posting
and the girls you sleep with
singing my songs in the bedroom
Let's be that to each other
I gave you a year of my life
I hope next time it's you
and the tops I didn't wear
I wasn't even a feminist anymore
You were jealous of the songs
and I was thrown to the lions
to you I wasn't even an artist
You didn't say you loved me
A pessimist, to my friends
just another name on your list
just another name on your list